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This is Just a List But Things are Still Breaking

May 17, 2011


  1. This book is on its way to me. I am so pumped. I love China Mieville and I can’t to wait a sci-fi-y book by him.
  2. HOARD YOUR INCANDESCENT LIGHT BULBS! I am. My husband and I are buying them all up. Why? Not for some crazy right-wing reason, but because, jesus, haven’t you noticed how ugly and depressing everything looks under florescent light? I suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder, for god’s sake. Energy efficient lighting depresses me. So does my face in the mirror under that awful flat dead glare.  The thought of a world without soft white lighting to read under makes me want to jump off a cliff. That is all.
  3. I’ve always thought most unpaid internships were a load of crap. As a middle-class kid working two jobs to pay the rent and tuition, I could never afford one in college and neither could most of my friends. Only the rich kids did internships, or the lucky ones who could find paid internships. Later, after college, I did an unpaid internship at a political firm which was pretty great, but still–you should get paid for work you do. Unpaid internships perpetuate an unfair class system where it’s harder and harder to climb up in the world if you don’t have certain opportunities available to you.  And the exploitation is getting worse today , when more and more “internships” are popping up where paid work existed before.  I’m proud that my union has only paid internships–and pretty well-paid, too.  If you’re not investing in people, then why should they invest their time in what you’ve asked them to do? You want quality–pay people for it. Anything else is exploitation. Period. So read the book, I guess.
  4. Who wants John Ashbery’s new translation of Rimbaud’s Illuminations? You’d better all have your hands up or you’re not my friends anymore.
  5. Just kidding to the second part of number 4. But seriously, I can’t wait for this book.
  6. Has anybody else put off reading Blake Butler’s There is No Year? If this book is like Scorch Atlas, I am afraid of not being able to write for much time afterward. I need to be writing now. Also, will I be as afraid of houses as I become reading SA? Alos will I become a little bit broken? Will there be pieces missing? I may not read this book by myself. I am so excited but it’s a scary thing to open those pages. Soon.
  7. Because we can all admit that there are some things we break our rules over (and mine are pianos clothes books and cars) we shall all now pause and salivate over this ’64 Alfa Romeo. Life is only bodies and things, after all, and one should be surrounded by beautiful things.
  8. Speaking of beautiful things, I have a reading room now. We made a reading room. It is lovely. I will post pictures the moment it’s made lovely enough for you all.
  9. My novel is progressing, slowly, slowly. I am really excited about it.  I think you all will be, too.
  10. Because we were so close to ten. Because of symmetry.

An AWP 2011 Edition Guide to DC for People Who Like to Eat and Drink and Aren’t Painfully Cool

January 31, 2011 — 2 Comments

You’ve no doubt read a lot of the guides and blogs and notes people have been posting about DC. And most of those people are, no doubt, super cool. Like, painfully cool. So, in solidarity with people like myself, here is an insider’s guide to DC for not-super-cool but still youngish-and-not-completely-old-fogyish people. Those of us who just like to be comfortable, eat, drink, hang with friends.

I’m 32 and married, and my body’s feeling the abuse of past years, so, you know, my clubbing and serious partying days are long long gone. The things I really like to do involve going to bookstores, eating, hanging out with friends, and drinking. Occasionally going to a show, if I really want to see the band. That’s about it. I like townie bars and cheap mom and pop ethnic food restaurants. I like ripped seats in my bars, and I don’t like scenes in my bookstores–I prefer to actually look at books. I like quiet, and I hate waiting in long lines to get into a restaurant or bar. So, if that stuff really isn’t your thing; if you’re more into, say, drinking fancy drinks in the kinds of bars that celebrities hang out in, or eating at the latest four star white tableclothy restaurant, then probably you shouldn’t read any further. Just sayin’.

Also, I’ve tried to keep most of this central to where AWP is happening–but not all of it because a)DC is a really, really tiny city. Seriously. and b)public transportation here, while maddening sometimes, is quite extensive and as a last resort, unlike NYC, you can pretty much always catch a cab.

Do’s and Don’ts

  • DO NOT wear your conference badge or name tag outside of the conference. We get LOTS of conferences and most of them are full of really annoying tourists, so that lanyard is a great way to ID you from far away and decide to treat you like an utter moron.
  • DO stand to the right, walk to the left on the Metro or people may kill you. Know how to work your metro pass ahead of time so you don’t jam the line, especially at rush hour. And please, for the love of jesus, don’t take pictures of the metro escalators. We really, really hate that. Give yourself plenty of time if you’re taking the Red Line anywhere, which you will be. DC Metro has no money and something is always breaking down and it’s usually on the Red Line, causing massive delays and irritation.
  • DO NOT ask directions of any group of grown men playing dice in the street or alley, or sitting or standing around a van parked in a deserted parking lot during the middle of the day.
  • DO bring CASH for cabs! They do not have credit card readers which is both infuriating and aggravating but like most things about DC, no one will fix this. DC cabs used to charge by zone which was a great way to rip off drunk tourists, but now they charge by the mile like everywhere else.
  • DO NOT assume that if the sign says “Mexican”, it really is. Mexican food is not actually Mexican in DC. It’s actually Salvadoran, most of the time. Or Salvadoran attempts at Mexican food. I would recommend skipping it, especially if you come from anywhere that actually has authentic Mexican eats.
  • DO NOT hang around outside of bars in Adams Morgan or Dupont Circle at 2 in the morning drunk as shit and loudly and obviously looking at your map. You will get mugged, and you will totally deserve it.
  • DO relax. Crime in DC, aside from petty theft and car break-ins, is pretty much gang-related and drug-related. Are you in a gang? Do you plan to buy drugs here? No? Then you’ll probably be fine. Just be smart, don’t hang out in out of the way  places looking like a tourist, and know where you’re going and how you’re getting there ahead of time.

Where to Eat

There are lots of good eats in DC. We have people and food from all over the world here, so take advantage! In Cleveland Park/Woodley Park/Adams Morgan/Dupont, where you’ll probably be, there are a million good restaurants. And luckily for you, eating is pretty much my favorite activity, next to drinking, reading, and sleeping, so I’ve got lots of experience in this department.

For cheaper but delicious food some of my favorites are: Meskerem (Ethiopian), Open City (Americanish), Himalayan Heritage (Himalayan/Tibetan), Thaiphoon (Thai, duh), Vace (Italian deli-style, no eating in, great pizza), Tono Sushi (Japanese) and Ray’s Hellburger, which, okay, is in Arlington but still close and the best damn burgers I’ve ever had. Matchbox in Chinatown is always a long wait but has excellent pizza for not that much. Sichuan Pavillion is on K street and has the best Chinese you can get in DC and it’s dirt cheap. (Outside of DC is another story, but since you won’t have a car let’s not worry about that.) There are also food carts all over DC, so keep a look out for some good, cheap burritos or salad or falafels or whatever.

If you’re willing to fork out a little more, and willing to travel a little further in some cases, you can eat at some of my favorite favorite restaurants in DC. Downtownish there’s Acadiana (Cajun/Creole), in Chinatown/Penn Quarter (just a quick ride away on the Red Line) there’s Jaleo (Spanish tapas) and Rasika (Indian, and my favorite restaurant  in DC. You’ve never had Indian like this), Las Canteras (Peruvian) in Adams Morgan, Palena and Ripple in Cleveland Park (New American), and Etete (Ethiopian) over near U Street.

Where to Drink

Recessions on K Street is divey, cheap, and anonymous, and has an awesome happy hour. My favorite bar is The Raven, in Mt. Pleasant, but it’s tough to get to so you might want to cab it if you’re really intrepid. The Pharmacy Bar in Adams Morgan is another favorite, small and dark and friendly. The Black Squirrel, also in Adams Morgan, has the best damn beer on tap but be prepared to pay kind of a lot. And Toledo Lounge in Adams Morgan may not look so exciting from the outside but it’s a cozy, boothy favorite. The 4Ps (where I’ll be reading on Thursday!) is a giant Irish bar, in Cleveland Park.  Busboys and Poets is further away but is hip and fun and has good food and drinks as well as books and literate-type people. Tryst is cozy and you can curl up on a couch and drink coffee, too. Gay bars, either Cobalt or JR’s, in Dupont Circle.

Books!

These are my favorites though there are more:

Politics and Prose is hands down my favorite bookstore in DC–it’s hard to get to, though, since it’s not really metro accessible or at least, it’s quite a walk from nearest Metro stop. But it’s worth a visit if you have time and cab fare or a friend with a car, or time to take the bus. It’s big and stocks a nice variety of lit mags and tons of books on (what else) politics, the staff is really nice and passionate about books, plus really nicely curated fiction section and more. I love it.

Kramerbooks is pretty good–they have a pretty good selection, and the staff are knowledgable, so if I know exactly what I need I can go grab it quickly–but oh my god I can’t stand it there sometimes because it’s TOO FUCKING CROWDED! This is not Kramerbooks’ fault, I want to make this clear–but the space is tiny and there are all these dumb DC hipsters desperately trying to hitting on one another and standing in front of any single book you want to look at because all the guidebooks say “this is the place to meet other smart singles,” and after a while you just want to get out of there because you’re so claustrophobic and so irritated at the non-book-related activities jamming up the place.

Busboys and Poets. Progressive, lots of great events and readings, great staff, plus good food and good bar and music. Can’t go wrong here. But it’s not someplace I get to a lot, sadly, since it’s kind of a pain to get to from my place. I’m more apt to drive up the street to Politics and Prose most days than switch Metro lines to get over to B&P.

Borders on K Street. Yes, it’s a Borders, but a pretty damn good Borders and they have a gigantic fiction selection and excellent history section at this one. If you can’t find it at another bookstore, and you gotta shop chain, this is the place to go.

Other

The National Zoo (which is right across the street from my apartment–wave and say hello!) and which is a really great zoo that funds all kinds of important wildlife rescue efforts and happens to have NEW BABY LION CUBS THAT ARE THE CUTEST THING THE WORLD HAS EVER SEEN.

The Hirschhorn is a great modern art museum. The Phillips Collection is excellent, also. The Spy Museum is fun but costly. The National Portrait Gallery is neat, as is the Library of Congress. The National Mall sucks balls and I apologize for its ugliness in advance. We have no money to make it not ugly. All the other touristy stuff, you have guidebooks to tell you about. Some of it is cool but I’ve been to all of it so many times I never want to discuss it again.

Welcome to DC! If you’re from the south or the west, it’s really cold so bring a warm coat and lots of sweaters. And sensible shoes. If you’re from the midwest you’ll be fine. In fact you’ll laugh at the mildness of our winters.

And feel free to email or comment or whatever with questions, if you have them. Have fun! Hope to see you here, soon.

Time to Start Dreaming

December 17, 2010 — 5 Comments

Saks window display to help get you in the mood.

It’s that time of year! (Whether you’re Christian, Jewish, Atheist, Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist, no religion, any religion, it’s still that time of year, I think.) You know, when you’re simultaneously selfishly materialistic and also extraordinarily generous and full of goodwill.

So in the spirit, I thought I’d share my dream list for Christmas, the holiday I celebrate this time of year. The secular version, anyway. As a kid believing in Santa, it was always fun to imagine all the wild, impossible things Santa might bring me, like a life-sized Death Star or a time-travel device or every Micro Machine ever made or a Ken with decent hair or maybe even a hoverboard. The no-limits was part of the magic. I’d like to hear what you want, too! Just curiosity–and hey, maybe someone who knows you and loves you is reading this blog and will get some ideas. :)

My Dream Wish List:

A 1969 Jaguar XKE E-type, in the original Willow Green color

An Alexander McQueen Novak bag (and while we’re at it, Kim Novak’s entire wardrobe from Vertigo)

Two Mac Air books, one for me and one for Chris.

An agent that doesn’t care if I’ve written a novel or not

A baby grand piano. This one.

My manuscripts published

My friends’ manuscripts published

Everyone I care about to be healthy and happy throughout the next year

A white lion cub (I wouldn’t keep it in my apartment so settle down. I would pay someone to care for it in the wild and I would visit every day so it would know me and love me and give me kisses.)

A million dollars to spend at independent bookstores and presses.

A million dollars to donate to ASPCA. (And I will be donating–though not a million. I wish!)

An original Rothko or Tanguy or Dine.

 

What would ask for? What’s on your dream wish list?

Ashes to Ashes to…

June 14, 2010

This is an amazing art project. The artist, Wieki Somers, creates these pieces out of human remains–out of our ashes. The philosophy behind the project:

her project ‘consumer or conserve’ evaluates this notion of a second-life. she considers, how human ashes can be reused by means of rapid prototyping or 3D printing, so that we may afford someone a ‘second life’ as a rocking chair, vacuum cleaner, perhaps even a toaster? would we become more attached to these objects if this was the case? would our willingness to pay more for a product increase if it is made from human tissue or ashes?

In Which I Go Back to Being a Blonde

June 10, 2010

I bobbed my hair and it was looking kind of drab with my dishwater blonde/brown color, so I have gone back to being a blonde. (Well, sort of. I forgot how long it takes to actually go blonde in a way that is safe for your hair. It will take the whole dang summer.)  It is more fun, yes, but also more of a pain in the ass. I forgot how blonde hair is a signal, much like wearing a dress, that no matter what the wearer looks like, construction workers should hoot, whistle, and shout suggestive things in the hair’s general direction.  There is a lot of construction going on around my home and my work.  I also wear a lot of dresses. You can imagine the level of hooting.  Today a construction worker told me, “Baby, those are some shoes.” He was not looking at my shoes.

I also forgot how you have to wear less makeup when you are blonde. I put on my usual bright red lipstick and I looked just like a Kewpie doll.  It’s been so long that I don’t even have any non-bright lipsticks anymore and I had to wear Cherry chapstick instead. This, I know, seems like not-really-a-giant-tragedy in the general world order of things, but trust me, it was highly upsetting. You think I am kidding but really I’m not. I am vain and I need my goddamn lipstick. I will have to visit Sephora and soon.

OH. MY. GOD. My top-number-one-of-all-time-ever dream car just went ON SALE.

June 3, 2010

Dear god. If you buy me this car, I promise to start rethinking the whole agnostic thing. Love, Amber.

(PS, thank you NotCot.)

Congress Investigating Genetic Testing Companies

May 25, 2010

I say good.  I’m glad to see that Congress is looking into this…there’s no proof that these genetic testing kits work, and while maybe they do, they could also be a huge expensive rip-off taking advantage of people’s worry over disease and death. Which is very not cool.

“This isn’t the Stone Age,” or Sex Discrimination at Walmart

April 29, 2010

Jesus. Liza Featherstone over at the Daily Beast talks to one of the plaintiffs in the Walmart case, and the story she tells isn’t a pretty one:

When Gunter came to work at a Wal-Mart in Riverside, California, in 1996, at the age of 46, with 20 years of retail experience, she was sure she’d advance in the company. A passionate animal lover, she also boasted 30 years of experience raising show dogs. Yet Gunter says she was rejected for the position of pet department head because she “didn’t have enough experience.” The job went (twice) to teenage boys.

During her tenure at the company, Gunter was repeatedly passed over for promotion in favor of men she had trained, she says in court documents. Her bosses didn’t pretend to be running a civilized workplace: Once, after she’d had a fight with her husband, her supervisor suggested, “Why don’t you put your face in my lap and take care of both of our problems?”

Disclosure:  I’m proud to work for the labor union that runs the Wake up Walmart campaign to improve Walmart’s treatment of their employees. And we run that campaign precisely because of stories like these.

Sorry, yuppies. Shopping at Whole Foods doesn’t help world hunger.

April 28, 2010 — 5 Comments

Anyone who knows me very well knows I have next to no tolerance for yuppie bullshit, especially yuppie bullshit regarding food. Including smug, self-satisfied yuppies  shopping at Whole Foods and thinking that buying organic is somehow saving the world. In fact, our own goofy preoccupations with eating fresh, eating local, etc have nothing to do with feeding the world’s poor and actually distract us from that task. Glad to see this article in Foreign Policy address the delusion:

…though it’s certainly a good thing to be thinking about global welfare while chopping our certified organic onions, the hope that we can help others by changing our shopping and eating habits is being wildly oversold to Western consumers. Food has become an elite preoccupation in the West, ironically, just as the most effective ways to address hunger in poor countries have fallen out of fashion.

Helping the world’s poor feed themselves is no longer the rallying cry it once was. Food may be today’s cause célèbre, but in the pampered West, that means trendy causes like making food “sustainable” — in other words, organic, local, and slow. Appealing as that might sound, it is the wrong recipe for helping those who need it the most.

Read the whole thing here.

UPDATE: A friend dropped me a line to let me know the person who wrote this is on the board of Monsanto–not exactly a happy friendly company. So take it with a grain of salt, and know that there are probably ulterior motives behind it. Still, I think the spirit of the article, if not the exact prescriptions, is pretty good.

The Digital Book Wars

April 26, 2010

Interesting article in the New Yorker on ebook pricing wars and Apple’s pricing strategy re: iBooks.