Saturday night a small crowd of people gathered at Writ Large Press HQ and wrote on index cards their thoughts about the word “connection.” I wrote something like, “I believe connection is an energy/disconnection is an absence or a lesser and lesser charge.” My definitions of connection and disconnection change wildly day to day. Mostly they expand.
These women are part of a group of women that have recently been rocking my world. At left is Meera Menon, director, and at right is Cristina Fernandez, actress. We’re working together on a one-act play I wrote with the help of April Wolfe and One Axe. The play is based on this essay, “Spell.” Whenever I think about this, and working with these women, I’m THRILLED. The One Axe Inaugural Showcase that will feature diverse short plays and “films-on-stage” from established and emerging female filmmakers and theater artists is Sat. March 28th, and you can get tickets here. CRAZY.
Earlier that day is BinderCon. I’ll be on a personal essay writing panel with Anna March, and later a panel with Eileen Cronin (author, Mermaid), Quinn Heraty (lawyer) and Leigh Stein (author and co-founder of BinderCon) called ON WRITING MEMOIR: THE LITERARY, THE LEGAL, AND THE LOOPHOLE. Cool, huh? The loophole makes it sexy. And then there’s something called a VIP party?
AWP is around the corner and I hope it’s not a tight corner.
While at AWP I’ll be a part of a couple of readings when I’m not walking aimlessly trying to match faces to avatars. One of them is the Stories & Queer Reading featuring 12—that’s right, TWELVE—writers at the Barnes & Noble in downtown Minneapolis, Thurs. April 9, 7-9pm. The second reading is on Fri. April 10. The HEAT 2015: Hotter than Hell benefit for VIDA runs from 12pm-6pm (!!!). I will see you at the 12-1pm hour.
I’ll also be on a panel with this crazy killer line-up of Ben Tanzer, Jamie Iredell, my hero Megan Stielstra, and Anna March. Get over there Thursday April 9th at the crack of 9am. I hope I will have slept the night before, even if for just three hours. Also on Friday I’ll be at the Hippocampus Magazine table signing books from 1:30-2:30. Somewhere amid all this I’m recording two podcasts. I also hope I have a voice left and another three hours of sleep.
I really want to do karaoke on Sat. night of AWP after my date with Megan and Anna.
face of a woman who wants to do karaoke
After AWP I go to New York, and in New York, besides seeing old friends and going sniffing with Alyssa Harad and hopefully getting a babysitter and going out drinking with the love of my life one night, I will be reading at the phenomenon known as the Franklin Park Reading Series, hosted by Penina Roth. I love a fine reading series and I’m grateful to be a part of this one.
Things are getting cray.
Hollywood Notebook is pre-orderable. Writ Large Press and I are hosting a book release party on Saturday, May 16th from 8 to 10pm at a location yet to be determined but that has not stopped 50 people from RSVPing today, so thank you, nice people. I will for sure send you somewhere cool to meet me that night. I will be turning 42 that day, the same age my father was when I was born.
Which brings me to my father.
A week from today it’ll be one year since my father died. Tonight when I was saying it out loud I also acknowledged that it feels like it’s been way more than one year. It feels like eons. It’s not enough to say so much has happened. But that will have to suffice. For now.