Holy crap, you guys. It’s happening. This book is COMING OUT and we are kicking off the tour next week with a big awesome release party on Saturday September 22 at Cole’s Bar in Logan Square (2338 N. Milwaukee Ave.) starting at 7pm.
Come hear awesome local authors read original pieces on “shedding human bodies!” Come listen to me read from the new collection! Come for the free booze (when you buy a book, natch)! Come because Curbside Splendor is an amazing Chicago-based indie press and you want to support your local arts community. Come because you just want to say hi! Whatever your reason, please come!
Don’t live in Chicago? No worries. Here’s the rest of the tour this year, so far, and dates are being added all the time! So if you’re near one of these places, pretty please stop and say hi there instead!
Sept. 22 Chicago Book Party/Launch
Sept. 25 Minneapolis, Magers and Quinn
Sept. 27 Oxford, Ohio at Miami University
Sept 29th Indianapolis Vouched Presents Reading
October 21 NYC, East Village at Salon Series
November 9th Vouched Atlanta
November 11th Ada Books in Providence
Nov 17 510 Series in Baltimore
Nov 18 Big Hunt Three Tents in DC
Dec Baltimore TBD
Jan 13 NYC, Franklin Park Reading Series
The review says that “Sparks’s debut story collection swirls with a Tim Burton-like whimsy.” :
The collection’s 30 stories, most no longer than three pages, are modern fables in which epiphanies replace moral lessons and tales unfold with Grimm-like wickedness.
You can read the full review here.
Two, actually, and they probably couldn’t be more different. In this corner, we have an essay in the Rumpus on finding redemption in literature without necessarily finding religion. Thank you to Roxane Gay for publishing this.
And in this corner, we have a short short story that Lauren Becker was kind enough to publish in Corium, and I suppose now that I think about it, it’s not as wildly different as I imagined. It’s actually also about finding grace, albeit in the most unlikely of places. And there is sex and there are handcuffs and yes, it’s maybe just a tiny bit of a response to certain bestselling and terrible BDSM books.
I guess maybe rather than a knock-down drag out, the metaphor here could be a nice hug-it-out. Everybody wins!
If you’ve ever read a story of mine and liked it, or if you’ve never read a story of mine but you like mythology, fairy tales, science and math and religion and animals and war and peace and people and plants and everything else under the sun, you should probably pre-order this book my book, MAY WE SHED THESE HUMAN BODIES, a short story collection coming out from Curbside Splendor this fall.
Why pre-order? Why not just wait until October, when it comes out? Well, because Curbside is a small press, so it helps them to print more copies and get more books into the world when you pre-order. So why not? Then you can feel extra cool when everyone starts talking about the book in the fall and YOU’VE already got your hands on a copy. And you didn’t even have to leave your place to get it. Because laziness, folks. That’s really what it’s all about. So click here. Get good words and support a great Chicago press.
Two of my favorite writers have new interviews up on the interwebs today:
Bee-Loud Glade author Steve Himmer talks about how he became a writer at ph.d in creative writing.
And Understories author Tim Horvath shares the origins one of his best stories from the collection, up at The Collagist.
This is not about me. (But just so you know, if my college had offered Classical Studies, I probably would have gone into it. Instead I did the next best thing and went into the theater.)
I just started reading Anne Carson less than a year ago. A friend told me about her and because I have some very odd gaps in my education and reading history I somehow had missed her completely.
Then. I read her. And more her. And all of her Greek dramatic translations. And her translations of Sappho. And now her translation of what is my favorite Greek tragedy, ANTIGONE. Her version: ANTIGONICK.
(And where have you been all my life Anne Carson? I could have used your words in the earlier times and places I traveled. But this is not about me.)
This is about how I would probably give up my left testicle, if I were a man, to meet this woman and talk for five minutes about life and philosophy and art. Hegel, or Beckett or Brecht (all of whom she brilliantly, wittily references in her ANTIGONICK.) Did I mention it was illustrated? Unbelievably, creepily, beautifully, perfectly illustrated by Bianca Stone on these opaque overlays? Did I mention I’d give a nut? Or I suppose, realistically, a liver? A kidney? Read more