Wanna Come Over and Read?
The kind folks at the Northern Woman's Bookstore have invited the fabulous poet Erin Stewart and me to read from our work. Please come -- and bring a short work of your own to share at the open mic time! We anticipate a fun, informal evening. There will be coffee! Possibly snacks!
To recap:
WHAT "Out of Hibernation," a reading of new writing
WHERE Northern Woman's Bookstore, 65 South Court Street (across from Lot 66) (aaaaand I just figured out where that name came from, duh), Thunder Bay, Ontario.
WHEN Wednesday, February 22, 2012, at 7:30 p.m.
BRING Short writing of your own to share at the open mic
Oh, and about the title of this post? I was a bookish kid (I can hear your shock from here) and my mother often "urged" me to go outside and/or find a human friend to play with. Apparently she thought that Laura and Mary Ingalls and the March sisters were somehow less real than the 10 or so girls my age who lived in my immediate neighborhood. She wanted me to have shared experiences with other people in this real world of ours. (Not the Real World of MTV.)
Imagine her frustration to find that one or two of my friends, also bookish types, were only too happy to read different books at the same time in the same room.
The reading next week will be kind of like that, only we'll be reading aloud, which creates the option of listening and thus one of those "shared experience" thingies. It will be fun!
To recap:
WHAT "Out of Hibernation," a reading of new writing
WHERE Northern Woman's Bookstore, 65 South Court Street (across from Lot 66) (aaaaand I just figured out where that name came from, duh), Thunder Bay, Ontario.
WHEN Wednesday, February 22, 2012, at 7:30 p.m.
BRING Short writing of your own to share at the open mic
Oh, and about the title of this post? I was a bookish kid (I can hear your shock from here) and my mother often "urged" me to go outside and/or find a human friend to play with. Apparently she thought that Laura and Mary Ingalls and the March sisters were somehow less real than the 10 or so girls my age who lived in my immediate neighborhood. She wanted me to have shared experiences with other people in this real world of ours. (Not the Real World of MTV.)
Imagine her frustration to find that one or two of my friends, also bookish types, were only too happy to read different books at the same time in the same room.
The reading next week will be kind of like that, only we'll be reading aloud, which creates the option of listening and thus one of those "shared experience" thingies. It will be fun!