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Gone fishing

Mairead — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 06:17:51 +0000

Literago is on vacation for two weeks –

– but we’ll see you on March 7th, brightly-eyed and bushily-tailed.

Thanks for reading!

P.S. Go to the Artifice release reading on February 27th!
Limited edition screenprints! Theatrical readings! Free beer!
All info here.

Robbins and Borzutzky at Myopic

Mairead — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 13:30:20 +0000

Michael Robbins wrote a poem about chiropractors and velociraptors, sort of, and Daniel Borzutzky published a book with an inflatable monkey on the cover. Both are old pros at smarty pants rhythm and riff, both fun to hear live.

And this Saturday, February 20th, both will read at the free Myopic Poetry Series, curated by Larry Sawyer. The magic starts at 7pm, Myopic Bookstore (1564 N Milwaukee Avenue). Check the series website for future poets — including Matvei Yankelevich, whose book on Kharms totally rules. (img src)

In Preparation presents …

Mairead — Thu, 18 Feb 2010 08:17:42 +0000

… its fifth issue, featuring work from over two dozen artists and writers.

The magazine, sponsored by the Writing Program at the School of the Art Institute and edited by Alyssa Martinez and Mark Schettler, is brave and graceful and not lame. Some of the work it publishes is of SAIC folks, and some isn’t. In Preparation is in print and online, too.

The opening shindig starts Friday, February 19th at 6pm and goes until 11pm at HungryMan Gallery (2135 Rockwell). It’s free, with a suggested donation of $1 for your copy of the journal.

There’ll be readings from a lot of people (Andrew Gamble, Emma Furman, Mink Smithsonian, Dan Kugler, Alyssa Martinez, Alexandra Lukens, Tyler David Sherman, Peter O’Leary, Rebecca Cooling-Mallard, Molly Shea, Wendy Spacek, and others), and art from a lot of others (Garret Durant, Dain Oh, Evan Conley, Arend de Gruyter-Helfer, Ben Bertin, Eric Kaepplinger, Benjamin Love, Robb Todd, Juho Heikkinen, B. Ingrid Olson, Mikhail D. Poloskin, Raychill Winterton, Matthew Sairio, and Robin Juan).

Come support! Congrats, friends.

Book Cellar! This Friday!

Mairead — Tue, 16 Feb 2010 16:28:04 +0000

This Friday at the Book Cellar (4736 N. Lincoln Avenue), Jerry Gabriel and Patrick Somerville and Mark Rader will read stories to you for free, most immediately to celebrate Gabriel’s new book, Drowned Boy. All three writers do fancy, CV-worthy things — Pushcart nominations, thumbs up-ses from The New York Times, lecturing, etc. — but even more importantly, they do really cool story-worthy things, too. For example, according to Jerry Gabriel’s interweb page, he’s taught Engineering Communications (which is even awesomer than William Carlos Williams being a doctor) and has a hound dog named Moxy. The reading starts at 7pm.

Hottest trike in town

Mairead — Sat, 13 Feb 2010 13:00:09 +0000

It’s hard for us to ogle that picture at left and not hum “Rebel Girl”: the glasses, the lips. The cooly-blown hair. We’re not sure where Drew Dir, Resident Dramaturg at Court Theatre, found it, but we know we want to be her — Joan Didion, author of over twenty works (fiction, nonfiction, drama, screenplay), including The Year of Magical Thinking, which is about death and analytical yet still breaks your heart neatly, like a pencil.

To wrap up its muchly-praised theatrical run of Magical Thinking, Court Theatre presents The Center Did Not Hold, a (free!) reading of treasures magpied from two of Didion’s most badly-assed collections, Slouching Towards Bethlehem and The White Album. The reading, which starts at 4:30 this Sunday, February 14th — Valentine’s Day! — features Hyde Park glitterati like Mary Beth Fisher, Chris Sullivan, Sean Graney, Kaitlyn Bird, Christopher Piatt, Heidi Coleman, Chloe Johnston, and Paul Durica, phew. The show’s at Court Theatre, 5535 S Ellis Ave, in Hyde Park — bring your lover, then hit the Point.

Torn Pages

Mairead — Thu, 11 Feb 2010 19:00:56 +0000

A beautiful show’s opening at OhNo!Doom (1800 N. Milwaukee) this Saturday, February 13th (6pm-10pm). Curator Josh Lucas paired Chicago writers with Chicago artists, asking each duo to write and illustrate a section from a kid’s book not yet in existence.

Artists featured in “The Following Are Pages Torn From Our Most Favorite Imaginary Children’s Books” include Ben Tanzer and Dom Holmes, Jill Summers and Andrew Thompson, Zach Dodson and Allison Burque, Joe Meno and Cody Hudson, and James Kennedy and James Kennedy’s younger self. The pages themselves feature poppies, a dolphin parade, and something called a “squichon.”

The show is free and runs through the end of the month. Josh hopes to make it an ongoing series — The Torn Pages Show — and also to make a coloring book from tonight’s glory. To help, visit his Kickstarter page.

Wells Tower at the CPL

Eugenia — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 23:16:42 +0000

Wells Tower became famous for his story about steakhead vikings, which became the title of his debut collection, now in paperback. He’ll be interviewed by Victoria Lautman at the Harold Washington this Thursday at 6pm.

My verdict? Ridiculously awesome (ridicu-awesome). You can read my interview with him here and the Bookslut interview with him right here.

Yuk it up, kids

Mairead — Mon, 08 Feb 2010 20:44:59 +0000

Funny Ha-Ha — “it’s just a reading for people who like to laugh,” says Claire Zulkey, lovely host (and author of a book with pink shag carpeting on its cover). “Plus we incorporate a few different media.”

This month’s show — on Tuesday, February 9th at the Hideout, per usual (1354 W Wabansia, $5 suggested donation) — starts at 6:30 and features some super-awesome folks: James Kennedy, Cameron Esposito, Fred Sasaki, Robbie Q. Telfer, Kate Harding, and Steve Delahoyde. Not to give anything away or anything, but we’ve been following some of these kids around so are stoked for a night that might possibly include/reference blue feathers, fancy pants, pizza, and/or cats on keyboard.

Bonus: When you arrive, check the walls for the Hideout’s new and glorious February calendar, designed by Alana Bailey. It should be up by then and is wowzers.

“Spit is God’s lube”

Mairead — Sun, 07 Feb 2010 01:08:05 +0000

The post below just arrived in our inboxes — we think Harold’s talking about the reading at the Whistler (2421 N Milwaukee) on Monday, February 8th, 8pm. I mean, we’re pretty sure. — Eds.

TO: editors@literago.org
FROM: haroldray@gmail.com
SUBJ: Does Literago have nerves of steel?

Most folks don’t know how to really get a thing clean. I mean, spic and span. Well, man, I tell you the secret is spit. Spit is God’s lube. I ain’t sure what all you may know about spit, but there’s a few things to bear in mind. A man can use spit for other things besides cleanin’ but he has to be careful about what he eats. Don’t want to spit shine things with onions on the breath. Much less a ramp. No that ain’t no good. Won’t stand up no better than it’ll roll down hill. And I don’t even need to go into what might happen if you got Copenhagen on your breath. That ain’t no way to live. It’s like I was tellin’ these folks at Myopic last month before that no-count son of a bitch Fred Sasaki stole the stage with his poor attitude. It’s about seein’ people livin’. That’s the thing. Ain’t no poetry in standin’ up and restorin’ some sense of order to a thing. A thing has its own order. And a man can’t force his own personal order onto a thing. And it don’t mean that I’m some kind of bully or that I ain’t tolerant of other opinions. Hell, you can spit-shine any old words and folks’ll buy ‘em. But at what cost? I’ll tell you, folks, it’s at the cost of real livin’. That’s the cost. And it’s a steep price for a person to pay. That’s what I like about this here city they call Chicago. If I sing a song then I sing it. I don’t just dribble spit. But I want to warn you. I could tell in that boy’s eyes that he would come again and be itchin’ for trouble. That sawed-off motherfucker Sasaki will be there on Monday. I just know it. And we done had four women leave out from the last meetin’ because he didn’t have nerves of steel. And he cracked and it all thinned out like spit in a river. You just can’t expose yourself that way when folks are tryin’ to show you themselves livin’. There ain’t no poetry in exposure. There ain’t but a little bit of poetry in livin’. And we have to beat life to a pulp in order to wrench whatever poetry we can from it. That thought don’t scare me. I’m spitting piss and vinegar. Sterile, man. Clean. I got nerves of steel, fucker. Question is, do you?

This is a 45,000 lb. steel coil –

Mairead — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 19:23:31 +0000

– also the second installment of SO YOU THINK YOU HAVE NERVES OF STEEL?, an experimental reading series masterminded by THE2NDHAND folks and hosted by Literago’s own Jacob S. Knabb, hamming it up excellently per usual. Tonight’s readers are Irene “So much for German engineering” Wescott, Kate Duva (appropriately/awesomely billed as “arch-weird” and “explosive”), and Kyle Beachy, whose book, The Slide, actually made us cheer on the #8 bus one night. See also: some really beautiful music.