My favorite parts of AWP included but were not limited to reading at the zoo (stories by Mike and Tim were highlights), reading at the literature party (holy crowd), then putting on my flats and dancing (always dance when the DJ brings groupies), sitting next to Jamie at the JMWW reading and hearing his good news, feeling like I was in many warm rooms with people I love both personally and professionally, saying hello to folks from FC2 and hearing their work, having a great meeting with Emily about the book, hangouts with old friends Tom and Charlie and new friend Amina, getting to know a few very kind and solicitous District residents (though what’s up with your waitresses, really), and seeing old friends from acronyms ASU and TSU and experiencing major hugs with my girls Mary and Lindsay and Jac and Sarah and Wolfe and seeing but not spending enough time seeing Zach and Aaron and Elizabeth and Matt and Gene and Jenny and Sasha and Molly and I missed doing some stuff and did some other stuff and found a cheese plate and there was simultaneously not enough time and far too much time with the cheese plate. Now I’m back home where it’s a temperature that properly sustains human life. As soon as I got back, my body put roots into the ground. I have eaten three tacos in two days and slept 12 hours. Good to see y’all. Back to work, y’all.
Archive for the 'Jac Motherfucking Jemc' Category
Jac Jemc‘s new story in FRiGG is a serious ouch feeling. Must read.
Kind stuff at Outsider Writers Collective, a review of AM/PM. Thank-you to Nik Korpon.
Last night’s Teleportal reading was a lot of fun. I still have this cold so I tried to sequester myself and not touch anybody while simultaneously practicing good hand-washing techniques. But it was nice out, I enjoyed being out. It’s warm in Austin and we’re all taking advantage of it.
The flavor of my illness is salt. Fish sticks taste like fishy salt. Chamomile tea tastes like corn chips. Obviously the thing to do was to purchase and devour a package of Ramen as quickly as possible. Fifteen cents. Sodium: 66% RDA. My lips feel funny.
I may or may not have done an interview with Dark Sky Magazine while hopped up on DayQuil. It brought me to the conclusion that the fiction writing I’m doing this week is bad but the interviews are good. It will post soonish.
Laughing at Sarah Silverman’s twitter archives. I’d go to her BookPeople thing tonight but I don’t want to sicken the world.
It would be fun to have a reading that was also a pool party.
