Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
My blurb for WWD&WWG begins: "I've read books this pleasurable before, but most of them have been in my dreams..."
And next Monday (5/4), come hear Ed's talk, "The Amnesia of Influence," at the Columbia Alumni Association's Café Arts evening at PicNic (101st and 102nd)—$10 (includes free drink...you'll need it...)
Monday, April 27, 2009
Have you ever been a Starving Artist, and did it make you brilliant, or just hungry?
In my twenties I memorized the prices of the cheap meals I regularly ate — the lunch special at Taj Mahal on 4th Street, for example, or the big roast chicken at the now defunct Cuban Chinese place near 100th. I would make sure I had the exact change necessary for the tip, so that I could put the money on the table and leave quickly. I don’t know that this had any value beyond contributing to my ability to tell you this story now, years later.
—"Ed Park Regrets This Interview," The L Magazine
Reading this Thursday (4/29), 7 p.m. at Book Culture, with Mr. Damion Searls (What We Were Doing and Where We Were Going).
Friday, April 24, 2009
For as long as mankind has occupied New York, there have been two Starbucks locations on Astor Place, a block away from each other, which occasioned many predictable remarks. No more! This means everything. —Gawker
Friday, April 17, 2009
Tues., 4/21 Pacific Standard (with Nathaniel Rich)
•Weds., 4/29 Book Culture (with Damion Searls)
Mon., 5/4 Café Arts (talk)
(Click here for more details.)
II. Latest story:
"Untitled," in the debut issue of Gigantic (print only). Features work by and talk with/from Gary Shteyngart, Joe Wenderoth, Deb Olin Unferth, Tao Lin, Malcolm Gladwell, Lauren Spohrer, Doug Elsass, Justin Taylor, and many others.
III. Latest Astral Weeks column:
On Christopher Miller's The Cardboard Universe: A Guide to the World of Phoebus K. Dank
IV. Latest edition of Personal Days
Vintage (UK) paperback, only £7.99!
IV. Upcoming publications:
Read Hard: Five Years of Great Writing From The Believer (McSweeney's, June)
Burn This Book, ed. Toni Morrison (HarperStudio, May)
"The Freud Notebook," in Post Road #17
"This Is the Writing You have Been Waiting for," introductory essay for Theresa Hak Kyung Cha's Exilée and Temps Morts: Selected Works (UC Press, September)
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Here's an article from Tulsa World: "Book Pub Is Like a Book Club, Only Cool."
Can't wait to hear what people think!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Although she’s not yet sure exactly what she’ll be doing on her trip, she has some ideas. She would like to teach English to monks in Sri Lanka and possibly help bring solar power to remote parts of the Himalayas. She’ll probably hit 10 to 15 destinations around the world, most likely practicing not-for-profit law wherever she can be helpful.
The best part of all: Skadden is paying her about $80,000 to do it.
—Susan Dominus, NYT
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
And...click this poster:
Or if you don't want to click: I'll be talking to (and reading with) Damion Searls, author of a wonderful new collection of stories, What We Were Doing and Where We Were Going (great title, too), at 7 p.m. on Weds., April 29, at Book Culture (536 W. 112th St.) in Manhattan.
My embarrassingly long blurb on the back of Damion's book reads, in part: "He can conjure a word like neodisjunctivist and make you like it."
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
I had a dream i was a secretary, or was playing one in a movie. i took notes on a pad of post-its, asked them what sort of “made-up title” a man i was asked to contact held. Everyone cleared their throats. I knew it was a misstep. Drew Barrymore was there and we shared little winks and laughs with each other in between takes; I took an immediate liking to her, but soon noticed her disgusting teeth, yellow brown, coming out of the wrong places— as I performed my lines i wondered if we were having a rehearsal, and these were just her real teeth the public never got to see, or this was the final cut and they were necessary to her character in some unforeseen way.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
I dreamed last night that I was in some sort of Personal Days stage play immersion theater thing: as in, they somehow gave each audience member the chance to go up on stage and experience being laid off, and either quietly skulking out or tearfully saying goodbye to the office friends whose worth and importance they'd only now realized.
It was very strange, but it seemed to be successful; there were lines around the block.