Great night at Infusion Tea for the latest edition of Soft Exposure!
I was honored to be part of a night that included friends and new friends, and readings from some talented writers. Although I read from my memoir, Accidental Lessons, and a bit from my new manuscript – the book I’m working on while the Writer-in-Residence at the Jack Kerouac Project, it was clear that poetry ruled the night. Some wonderful pieces on the themes of “waiting” and Jazz and monsters.
Tonight – I head out with the Essay Club. We’ve all read a recent NY Times piece by Jonathan Franzen about the links between technology, mobile device envy, and love. It should be a discussion of high volume. It always is
Two weeks remain for me at the JK House. I’ve already told the board members I’m planning an act of civil disobedience and chaining myself to the house’s front porch. They’ll have to call the cops.
In the meantime, I continue to redraft a manuscript and to write new material, hoping to shape some short fiction. But while I work, I can’t help consider that these are my last hours here and there are levels of melancholy that envelope this temporary home and me. I’ve always believed there is some goodness in sadness. This is one of those times.