Welcome to Apropopolis. We hope you spend a few minutes browsing around. There are no ads, we will never email you, and in fact, we won’t even respond to your emails! Well, we might (hint: obsequious flattery). We actually LOVE receiving postcards and letters, mailed to this address:
Apropopolis / 1014 Broadway / #123 / Santa Monica, CA 90401
We promise to write back. And we mean it! No Millennial equivocating for us at the city desk. If nothing else, you will be rewarded for your efforts with a lovely Apropopolis bookmark and the spine tingling thrill of receiving a handwritten note. Certainly, it will appear to be handwritten. Modern digital printing technology has sadly rendered it impossible for us to differentiate between machine and human anymore. Aw, we’re just joshin’ ya. Of course it will be handwritten.
A few words about navigating this site: General posts on a variety of topics are filed under Apropos. Fiction and non-fiction speak for themselves. If they do not, how the hell did you get this far? Non-fiction is weighted heavily toward personal essays, and Fiction inclines toward satire but includes short stories as well. This site is new, young, and evolving, so just as at Applebee’s, menu items will change. Except they won’t leave a shitty taste in your mouth.
All content on this site, including images and text, essays, stories, etc, is the sole copyright of James Brunel and may not be reprinted, copied, or used without permission, whether for commercial purposes, your own blog, or some stupid t-shirt.
Oh – and greeting cards and mugs. And Russian fake news sites. And Bulgarian fake news sites. And how do you know we AREN’T a Russian fake news site? Relax. We aren’t. We don’t even know Putin. But we are serious about the copyright thing, and we do know some highly placed members of various East Coast Teamster locals, like Donuts McHoy, Jimmy Three Ears, and Ratface Panini. Be a shame if anything happened, what with all the accidents out there. Every day, people fall through open manholes into waiting speedboats with giant meat grinders that motor out past sight of land and then explode.
Much better, then, to simply sit back, relax, and enjoy reading, sharing, and following Apropopolis.
Original artwork Copyright 2019 by Nadia Herman.