Archive | April, 2006


Lee Williams in The Oregonian on Garrett Stickland’s PHASE ONE:

Portlander Garret Strickland, 21, has never been to the KGB Bar, but he read about it and longed to re-create a spot mixing beer, cigarettes and top-notch writing. “KGB was the inspiration. I wanted to try to create the equivalent in Portland,” says the Ohio transplant, who couldn’t wait to turn 21, he says, so he could initiate “Phase One: Words and Music.” The first installment was in February. The monthly series runs every last Sunday night at the Towne Lounge in Northwest Portland. [read the article

I’m reading at Phase One Sunday night, April 30th.

The line-up will be:

Garrett Strickland, Kenny Bourbon, Steve Cleveland, Frayn Masters, Adam Gnade, and Matt Briggs

Doors are at 9 PM. Towne Lounge is at 714 SW 20th PL, right where Morrison merges into Burnside, one block up from PGE Park.

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Wordstock 2006 Report

I was able to sleep in my publisher’s house before Wordstock. My publisher, Matthew Stadler was in a great mood and busy preparing for Gore Vidal. Vidal was going to speak at one the dinner’s Matthew holds for RIPE as the restaurant’s writer-in-residence. Matthew had tiny booklets for the event of a handsomely produced, original essay by Wayne Koestenbaum on Vidal. While Matthew and I talked Saturday morning, a man came to the door and offered to mow the Clear Cut lawn. The man had his own gasoline in a red plastic jug. He offered to cut the lawn for fifty bucks. Matthew said that was a deal but that was more than he could afford. The man gradually dropped his price down to twenty-five dollars. Matthew turned him down because the man’s labor was worth more than that, it was worth more, Matthew said, then he could afford.

Wordstock was smaller this year than last, but people were buying books. At least that was the census. The weather I suspect kept the ne’er-do-well book rubberneckers out. The only people who came where those who were compulsive enough book types to forego the sun and unseasonable balmy sky.

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Homophone Errors and Context Spell Check

I came across a homophone error in a document I was editing recently. Rather, the error had been invisible to me, the so-called editor of the document, but someone else spotted it immediately.

This is the third most embarrassing way to discover an error in a document. I’m not even sure what to call them. A typo seems to be an excusable error, a cough while reading aloud or a stray artifact produced by the generation of text. A homophone error on other hand seems like a mistake in word selection. This error signifies a lack of education, or a learning disability such as dyslexia or ADD, or laziness.

The second most embarrassing way to discover an error in a document is to have it discovered it in a printed copy of your work. The first most embarrassing way is to have it pointed out by a reviewer of your work. Publishing is an act of public humiliation. A masochist is at the heart of a writer.

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WordStock – Portland Lit vs Seattle Lit

I’m reading tomorrow morning at Wordstock at 11 a.m. Jim Bertolino is reading at 10 a.m. Charlie D’Ambrosio’s new book The Fish Museum has been published, and he’s reading (on Sunday). Hathwthorne Publishing will have a reading. Gina Oschner is reading multiple times. Spork will release the print edition of their magazine. There are more things going on in three days then occur in Seattle in an entire season. Now, there are too many things going on Seattle, which is good, I think, to have too many things because then everyone can do something. But in Portland there is an orgy of literary activity that does not end. Mid-week before Wordstock, the mayor declared Portland, Poetland for a day.

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Virgin Mary in a Potatoe Chip, Peep on Man’s Back

From The Seattle Times on Easter:

Peep Apparition in Man’s Sweat by Jeanne Gold. Jerry Gold is the publisher of Black Heron Press, and the medium for the appearence of this peep.

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