Showing posts with label Atlanta Queer Literary Festival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Atlanta Queer Literary Festival. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

AQLF in October, Where the Wild Gays Are

The schedule for the Atlanta Queer Literary Festival has been released. I'm thrilled that on opening night I'll be speaking along with Mark Doty.

I'll also be reading on Saturday with Judy Doenges and Elliott Mackle.

For the rest of the schedule for this outstanding event, click here.

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Speaking of queer writers, 80-year-old Maurice Sendak, author and illustrator of one of the greatest children's books of all time, just came out in a quite sad New York Times interview. He's in deep grief after the recent death of his partner of 50 years.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

AQLF

The AQLF has announced its very exciting initial slate of authors to appear in October! This is truly a great group, and I am honored to be part of it. Click on the names for information about each writer:

Keep an eye out on the AQLF blog and here for updates.

Monday, June 23, 2008

“The journey not the arrival matters.” - T. S. Eliot

We rolled in this evening from our trip to Leucadia, a funky surfer town in San Diego's North County, where we visited my sister, her husband and my nephew Brock. He's 15 and spends most of his time when he's not forced to be in school hanging out with his friends fishing, kayaking and playing basketball or soccer. What a life. Just down the hill from one of the most gorgeous beaches in the world, they have a cute little pad with a great patio where most of the non-work living occurs.

The first day my sister and I walked 9 miles on the beach and didn't get to an end. It has a impressive vastness to it. When we were finished we were so hot we jumped into the water. There's something about salt water that's so soothing. Perhaps because being in the ocean is like being in the earth's womb. Or maybe it's like being inside a big margarita.

Another highlight was visiting the home and art studio of Rodney "Rodrigo" McCoubrey, a friend of my sister's. His art--made of recycled materials --is fanciful and meaningful. He turns garbage into beauty. He's a wonderfully quirky guy with incredible amounts of energy. We bought three of his fish pieces.

Back home I got some great news that I'm invited to be a featured reader at the Atlanta Queer Literary Festival in October. I like having a travel plan on the books. Travel is good for the soul: it expands my world, and it also helps me to appreciate home anew.