Amy Reynolds Alexander, proprietor of Granola Rouge, interviewed me for In Register magazine. It’s a demographic I never really considered, but a good one to be in front of. At any rate, In Register’s site is difficult to navigate and at 300 words, the interview was whacked down, so you can read the entire thing at Granola Rouge if you’re into that sort of thing.
I received this lovely missive today. At my work email address, no less.
Continue reading “Responding to Criticism: Sometimes I Can’t Help Myself”
We’re coming up on the one-year mark since the release of my very first book, The First Annual Grand Prairie Rabbit Festival. And i just want to take a moment to thank every single person out there who read it, bought it, borrowed it, used it in book clubs, talked about it, and gave it to others as gifts (hey, there’s still time for that!). Thanks too for the help on Twitter and Facebook, for taking photos of my baby in places like California and Ohio and Georgia and the Carolinas and Brooklyn and Ireland and even Manhattan.
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Another reading from The First Annual Grand Prairie Rabbit Festival! This one in upstate New York. If you happen to live there or near there (say, Rochester or Buffalo), come on down. Or up. Or sideways.
Wednesday, October 13 · 11:00am – 12:30pm
Genesee Community College: Room T102
One College Road
Batavia, New York
I’ll get back to proper blogging, I promise. I have to let you know how the Hamptons Half Marathon went and my very strong feelings about hippie peanut butter. But first!
I’m reading from The First Annual Grand Prairie Rabbit Festival again. Twice. In Eunice, Louisiana. On the same day.
MONDAY, OCT. 11
NOON: LSUE Library. Work nights? Got no job? Come on out. See me put some college kids to SLEEP.
7 p.m.: Cafe Mosaic, located at 202 South 2nd Street, Eunice, LA, 70535.
(I’m also reading in upstate New York next Wednesday. And cooking, too. I’ll post about that later)
Way back in my freshman year in college, I was so stupid I didn’t realize how stupid I was. And to be honest, so were my friends. But we all were. We were, 17, 18, 19 and didn’t know any better. And that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. Startling insight, I know. How did I ever come up with that? And why am I boring you with it now.
Continue reading “Kindness, The Clap and Calvin and Hobbes”
Ever wonder what I think about owls and Tootsie Pops? Well, wonder no more.
From my friend Drew, regarding my Paul Rudd piece below.
“This would be an amazing epiphany . . . if I hadn’t suggested Paul Rudd to you, like, four months ago.”
I kind of figured that would happen. I’m going to say I was drunk at the time. Because chances are if I was talking to Drew, I was drunk at the time.
One thing writers like to do is cast the movie version of their own books. It’s especially fun when you have absolutely no sign of a movie deal on the horizon. At any rate, people have asked me before who I’d see playing various people in The First Annual Grand Prairie Rabbit Festival. And I’ve typically been stumped with the part of Father Steve.
Vicky, I always sort of saw as Jennifer Aniston. Don’t judge me.
But Father Steve? George Clooney’s too old and John Krasinski was too tall (and goofy) for my liking. Then, yesterday, while walking up Third Avenue, I saw a movie poster and Paul Rudd’s face was on it.
It’s totally him. I think. Someone make that happen.
Anyone else who read the book, who’d you cast in the various parts?
Miss Rita’s tough as well. Only person I can kinda come up with is Alfree Woodard. Someone who can play older and pull of comedy as well as gravitas. Problem is I picture Miss Rita as pretty skinny. (One Facebook, someone suggested Wanda Sykes, which I kind of dig. You know how comedians like that crossover dramatic roles)
Brother Paul. Hmmm. Robert Duvall. But he’s getting up in age. Maybe John Goodman?