Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
I never ask ya's to sign petitions. Now, I'm akksin. Here's the dish and the URL:
"In 2007, the 'artist' Guillermo Vargas Habacuc, took a dog from the street, tied him to a rope in an art gallery, and starved him to death. For several days, the 'artist' and the visitors of the exhibition have watched emotionless the shameful 'masterpiece' based on the dog's agony, until eventually he died.
The prestigious Visual Arts Biennial of the Central American decided that the 'installation' was actually art, so that Guillermo Vargas Habacuc has been invited to repeat his cruel action for the biennial of 2008.
PLEASE HELP STOP HIM http://www.petitiononline.com/ea6gk/petition.html
It's free of charge, there is no need to register, and it will only take 1 minute to save the life of an innocent creature."
Please, please, please sign this petition.
Ya’s all know that I’m a big proud Jew, that’s true. My relationship with God has also evolved and shifted many times. One of the things I adore the most about being Jewish is the latitude (I feel) it affords me to ask questions and search for enlightenment and atonement on my clock and on my terms. I digress. After sharing with Peter how much his book has impacted me (you must read it, really. Peter and Scott Korb wrote it, Jewish and Catholic, respectively.) I was telling him about this dame I ran into while waiting for an elevator en route to a doctor’s appointment. She asked me what I was reading (I schlepped The Faith Between us for moral support).
I told her what the book was about and why I thought she should read it. To say she had an adverse reaction would be a compliment—“Ewws” and “Yucks” followed by, “Books about religion make me SO angry.” Etc. Etc. Etc. This, after saying, “I’m a Jew like you.” A dame that presumptuous, please, a fast friendship had to be born. I followed her into the waiting room and pleaded with her to read Scott and Peter’s introduction. She did. PS: She fell so in love with the book, she asked me if she could keep it. Of course I gave it to her, duh.
I know I’m droning on. Anyhoodle…
I noticed that Peter and I are on a panel together at the Pilcrow Lit Fest, Re-Routing: Recovery and other things that change the creative process, moderated by poet, Adam Deutsch. Other fabulous authors on the panel, Gail Konop Baker, Lynn Brewer, Rachel Cline, Cristina Henriquez and Amy Sayre-Roberts (I couldn’t find her webbysite).
I mentioned that to Peter in an email, and he asked me about my yarn re: recovery. Talk about a pausey-pause moment. I needed to think about that hard because I haven’t talked about it with anyone except my family, a handful of friends and my psychiatrist. I wrote a lot about it in my forthcoming title, Emotionally Pantsed. Though it’s not something I talk about. My roid of thy has been this crazy secret, categorized in shame and guilt. Of late, I feel a culmination of fear and need to start dishing about it from all perspectives.
I spilled the abridged version to Peter and felt dirty afterwards (overly dramatic enough?! I know). Still. That gave me the confidence to blog a wee bit about it here. I felt the same queer ass dirtiness. Oy. However, something incredible happened. I got emails from two bloggers (I won’t mention because I’m a freak about protecting people’s privacy) conveying their thyroid mishigas, and asking me to share mine. It was incredible. I knew that I made the right decision to start draggin' my ass outta the thyloset (ha). It took a day or two to email the deets. I guess what held me back was wondering what they would think of me after reading about it because I'm still figuring a few things out-- It’s a process. Then again, what isn't?! PS: The comments on the post were so supportive and menschy and I so appreciated that.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
I remember, when the moon shines clear
How I'd whisper in my husband's ear
Like a dentist saying "Open wider"
"Don't you want to be a good provider?"
"Don't you want to be the gracious host
In a lovely home of which you're proud to boast?
When my girl friends come to call
We've got to have carpeting from wall to wall."
After the carpeting he fought and bled
Trapped in the jaws of the Davenport bed!
He screamed as he vanished up the vacuum spout.
In triple-sealed bags it spat him out.
We chased his skull across the Twin Peaks stones.
Maud's pet Chihuahuas ate the rest of his bones.
Another gnawed ghost, another gone man,
Another mild husband in the garbage can
Served up colder than his marriage vows
On his bones let Chihuahuas browse.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
During my web travels this week (don’t you love that? It sounds so, i-jetsettery), I stopped by Guthy’s blog and saw that Robert McEvily, Editor-in-Chief of Six Sentences online, and editor of Volume 1, the 6S Anthology was out! Oh yeah, V16S is O to the U to the T, babies, out and ours for the taking to dive into.
Six Sentences is one of my favorite litalicious reads. Publishing, poetry, fiction, non-fiction and other litsmackin’ goodness, Evileen welcomes unpublished and established writer’s to take a crack at spinning a yarn in… you know the drill, Six Sentences. He’s a renaissance man, an artist, a writer, a producer and a true showman in the campiest most fabulous way. Rob is unbelievably talented, a mensch, to be sure, and one of the most approachable, fabulous editor’s out there. Please, he’s published how much of my insanity?!
I was so fucking excited to see that the anthology was out, I simply had to e-stalk him assssapy with six questions about the 6S Anthology, now available on Amazon and Create Space. Known for his graciousness, he indulged me and spilled like nobody’s business—what a doll. After the read, do not forget to run like a dawg and buy your copy of VI6S.
I give you... Robert McEvily’s 6S
Why were you originally drawn to the idea of telling a story in Six Sentences?
I’ve always loved short fiction. As a reader, I’m a fan of quick payoffs. As a writer, it’s so much fun to get in, get your point across, and get out. You get that awesome feeling of completion, of actually finishing something. Novels have their place of course, but in this fast-paced world, with so many things competing for your attention, flash fiction’s a nice, time-saving alternative. I also love the sound of “Six Sentences.” Alliteration, baby!
How many authors are in the 6S Anthology?
Close to 200 – can you believe it? I love it! When I first mentioned potentially having a book, the reaction really encouraged me to do it. I didn’t want to simply package some of my favorite pieces from the site. I wanted the book to feature all new work. When I made the call for submissions, and they immediately came pouring in, I felt both relieved and excited.
How is the anthology organized, by genre, by author, by what, spill?
I struggled a bit with the book’s structure at first. Then I began to see it as a trip we were taking together, like a flight. So I structured the book like a flight! There’s a “Pre-Flight Announcement,” and then the book is divided into six parts: Takeoff, Ascent, Cruising Altitude, Refreshments, Descent, and Landing. Each part features roughly 45 pieces.
Tell me what to expect when I open up your fabulous new read?
Expect a mind-blowing orgasm. I’m not kidding. It’s THAT good. There are pieces that will make you think, laugh, cry, shiver, blush, and on and on and on. It’s a roller coaster of thoughts and emotions.
Since debuting 6S online in what ways has it surpassed your expectations?
The site’s reach never fails to surprise me. I started with the hope it would catch on in New York. I hoped it would become this little place for local writers to riff a bit, try stuff out, like comics work-shopping new material. The site’s now a year and a half old, and we’ve got contributors from England, India, Africa, Italy, Scotland, Ireland, Australia… it blows my mind. The power of the Internet – it’s staggering!
Where can I buy 6S and where can I catch a reading online or offline?
It’s available at CreateSpace, where the book is published on demand, and at Amazon.com. And if you run into me on the street, I’ll probably have a few copies up my sleeve, so I guess you can get it from me too! I have some old friends at Barnes & Noble – I used to help coordinate author signings at the Astor Place store – so I’m aiming to cash in a few favor chips. I’m hoping to have a 6S reading at a Barnes & Noble in the city in September to help celebrate the site’s second birthday. And when it happens, YOU, Ms. Katie Schwartz, are totally invited!
See! Is he not the menschiest of mensches?! Thank you, Evileen.
Run like a dawg and grab yourself a copy of the 6S Anthology at Amazon or Create Space.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
"Wife Takes Divorce Drama to YouTube: In a tearful and furious YouTube video with close to 150,000 hits to date, former actress and playwright ("Bonkers") Tricia Walsh-Smith lashes out against her husband, Philip Smith, president of the Shubert Organization, the largest theater owner on Broadway.
She goes through their wedding album on camera, describing family members as "bad" or "evil" or "nasty," and talks about how her husband is allegedly trying to evict her from their luxury apartment. She also makes embarrassing claims regarding their intimate life, and then calls his office on camera to repeat those claims to a stunned assistant. "
The shame of it...
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
I admit it, Daisy from Rock of Shame is my latest OCD. You have got to watch this video from beginning to end, of Daisy attempting to talk. It's so flawless in that I'm-ashamed-to-admit-my-dirty-little-distraction-secret kind of way. You will SCREAM. Plastic surgery aged her and prior to this show, I think that might've been her claim to shame. I suck, I know.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Happy Birthday Cormac Brown! Today, my online BFF fahevah, one of our favalish blogger's is one year older, aww. Click on over to Write Procrastinator's bloggy blog and wish that child the happiest birthday evah.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Yesterday, I was heading down Sepulveda about to make a right on Santa Monica blvd. A white van was parked on the street. He didn't have a signal on and I couldn't tell if he was pulling in or out of his spot. Parking spaces are very hard to come by in Los Angeles, so it was a fair assumption. Yes? Yes. Okay, I continued forward and all of a sudden, I hear, "YOU SLOPPY CUNT WHORE" bellowing out of the driver's mouth, along with a solid middle finger. The "sloppy" made me scream, I could not stop laughing. So furious, he kept wailing SLOPPY CUUUUUUUUUUUNT. I HAAAAAAAAAAATE YOU. VICIOUS BITCH. BITCH. BITCH.
I couldn't figure out how sloppy factored into the equation. My car was clean. I was clean. What was so sloppy?
Artist, writer and all around Renaissance man, Lewchyroo: John Donald Carlucci, Wildwoods and Astonishing Adventures Magazine has just launched a kick ass Etsy store. You have got to check out his artwork, it's sooo beautiful! To find out more about his work, check out Rusty Dreams and Epiphanies: The Art of John Donald Carlucci on Facebook.
I don't know if the plate is supposed to reflect the Texan pronunciation of "overflow", or what. All I know is, you must have been in my subconscious
because the first thing I thought was the driver of this car is advertising her successful ovulation and/or menses: "ova" and "flo"
Sunday, April 06, 2008
... has died. His politics aside, I was very sorry that he died, especially of Alzheimer's.
Ooh, have ya's heard Alicia Keys new song, "The Thing About Love"? It's gorgeeeoso. Happy Sunday everyone.
Saturday, April 05, 2008
Katie: Well, I'd love the refund, but right now, I really, really, reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally need those tags.
DMV Man: 5 business days.
If Tom Waits had been born a woman, he would be The Pierces. Check out this song, The Secret. These broads are deliciously dark. I am wildly in love. Listen-Watch-Now.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Also, have ya's been checking in on the Pilcrow Lit Fest blog? There are some fantabulous interviews and the latest dish about the Crow of Pil. Hit it, yo.
While my sister and I were doing our laundj here, we noticed the dry cleaners sign. I am dying to know what color whtite is and most curious about the fabrics fancy and extra. When I walked in to inquire, the owner was out running an errand. The broad behind the counter said she doesn't answer customer questions and made it VERY CLEAR that she was just keeping an eye out for him until he returned.
He never did return.... Hmm.