Louisiana Poets Storm Manhattan

So looks like Louisiana poets Sheryl St. Germain and Darrell Bourque, the state’s Poet Laureate, will be in New York next week for events. Bourque is not only the state’s Poet Laureate, he was one of my thesis advisors. So put that in your literary pipe and smoke it. Anyway, both events cost $10 for schmoes and $7 for students and seniors. The details break down like so:

Tuesday, March 9th:
Cornelia Street Cafe
6:30 p.m.
29 Cornelia St
New York, NY 10014

Thursday March 11th:
Poets House
7 p.m.
River Terrace
New York, NY 10282

Yes. He Still Lives

For the five or six of you who get to this blog without being poked by Facebook or prodded by Twitter, I AM still among the living. I’ve been in Hawaii. I even live-Tweeted and Facebooked the tstupendously tsuper tsunami that came THISCLOSE to MURDERING US ALL (and also screwed me out of my scuba dive). I’ll have photos and such later this week.

What That Priest Said About My Book

A while back, I mentioned that my aunt had called to tell me the real priest in the real St. Pete’s in the real Grand Prairie had said some not-so-nice things about The First Annual Grand Prairie Rabbit Festival during Mass and in the church bulletin. Well, someone was kind enough to send me the words from the bulletin a while back and I figured I’d share.

Saint Peter Roman Catholic Church bulletin:
New Book is “a Lie”
Recently Kensington Fiction published a novel by author Kenneth J. Wheaton, Jr., a native of Opelousas. It is entitled “The First Annual Grand Prairie Rabbit Festival.” In his own words, the author offers this note in the book: “[W]hile there is a St. Peter’s Roman Catholic Church in a town called Grand Prairie, Louisiana, and, there once was something called a Rabbit Festival, this book in no way reflects reality – or any reasearch – on my part. In other words, the whole thing’s a [expletive] lie.” Before you consider supporting this author by buying his novel, please know that the contents of this book are highly insulting to the Grand Prairie community and offensive to the Catholic Priesthood in general.

You know, it’s his right to be offended. And maybe some priests will find it offensive. But just as he takes issue with the book, I take issue with his claim that it is “highly insulting to the Grand Prairie community.” Because that, my friends, is a lie. And I don’t base this only on my respect and fondness for Grand Prairie, but also because people who are from Grand Prairie and some who still live there actually like the book.

And the truth is plenty of Catholics around the world and specifically in South Louisiana know stories about priests behaving oddly (and, yes, badly). And that doesn’t send them running to other faiths or into the cold, uncaring arms of atheism.

In fact, I found out last week that there was a priest in South Louisiana, one town over from Grand Prairie, with the last name of Sibille (just like my narrator) who left the church to marry a woman. (And thank God I didn’t know that while writing the book because who knows what I would have changed … aside from the name.)

Paterson Shocker: His Aide Behaves Like a Kennedy

I might have to start believing David Paterson conspiracies that the media has a racist vendetta against him. After weeks of area media outlets drumming up a rumors of a New York Times story about massive scandals related to Patterson, the Times comes out with this. Paterson Aide’s Quick Rise Draws Scrutiny.

Really, NYTimes? REALLY?! The guy’s been arrested and has had some past disputes with women. Listen, I don’t doubt for a second that he’s probably a sleazy character. But considering the proven philandering, alcoholic behavior, DUIs, and manslaughter conducted by a certain other political family in this country, seems to me there’s a double-standard at play. Or Paterson did something to really piss off all these media people — you know, the same clowns who let the Enquirer beat them on a John Edwards story that obvious even to the blind. (See what I did there, Dawn Summers?)

If the Times wants to take down Paterson, perhaps it should go after his Aqueduct dealings.

Stacking Up

Watch me mumble. Watch my shirt dance. Here I am on Stacked Up TV. And if you get tired of looking at me, you can read a little rant I posted about the process. According to me, “at times it looks like I’m doing a bad job of trying to pass a lie-detector test, what with the shifty eyes.” Hey, they asked!

Also, I totally tried to promote all the kind people who’ve helped me out in some way or other, but it all went out in the editing process. So, if you haven’t already, go buy the following books.

Darren Campo’s Alex Detail’s Revolution

Matthew Quick’s The Silver Linings Playbook

Peter Melman’s The Landsman

Luis Urrea’s Into the Beautiful North (and any of his other six million awesome books)

BookReporter.com Says . . .

Another review:

THE FIRST ANNUAL GRAND PRAIRIE RABBIT FESTIVAL succeeds nicely at being a light-hearted, enjoyable story yet with some challenging concepts in the background. Many of these are approached sympathetically, with approaches to racism and sexual preference immediately coming to mind. But the book focuses to a much greater extent on the ways in which Christians approach each other and also other congregations. Perhaps the greatest focus of all is the ways that people choose to view human vices. Yet the book never comes off as entirely serious and is always enjoyable to read. From the beginning, author Ken Wheaton does a fabulous job of acquainting readers with his great community and also integrating his writing with authentic Louisiana culture.

The site was also kind enough to interview me. Why did I write this book? Who is Father Steve based on? How much French do you need to speak in Louisiana? All those answers and more right here.