I saw the page proofs yesterday. By the end of the month there will be a book where no book was before. Selah fever... catch it!
Here's information on three readings I know about for sure that will be happening in the upcoming months:
Friday, November 14 at 8 PM
The Cleo's Poetry Reading Series at Cleo's Cafe in Highland Park, NJ. I don't advise clicking on the link.
Sunday, November 23 at 2 PM
The Frequency Reading Series at Soft Skull Press, 71 Bond Street, Brooklyn. With fiction writer Colum McCann.
Wednesday, December 10 at 7 PM
Celebrate the Fifth Anniversary of Barrow Street Press (and the Winter 2003 issue of Barrow Street) at the National Arts Club, 15 Gramercy Park South, NYC. This one'll cost ya: $25 entrance fee, ouch. But you get a free copy of the magazine and all the hors d'oeurves you can eat.
If your bookstore, sewing circle, co-op board, or English department is interested in hearing me read, please drop me a line.
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