July 24th, 2008

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Hollywood Shits Self, Rolls In Own Filth

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Shirley Jackson Would Have Been Proud

Last night's benefit reading for The Shirley Jackson Awards went swimmingly! The four judges -- parttimedriver, jplangan, pgtremblay and Sarah "no LJ" Langan -- did a round-robin reading of "The Lottery." 14theditch read "A Cauliflower in Her Hair." Jack Ketchum read from The Haunting of Hill House. teratologist read from We Have Always Lived in the Castle. p_straub55 read the ending of "The Demon Lover" after an amusing recap of the parts we missed. David Wellington read "The Intoxicated." Jack Womack read from Life Among the Savages.

And it was, as always, wonderful hanging out with the New England crew I see so infrequently: Paul Tremblay, F. Brett Cox, Jack Haringa, JoAnn Cox, John Langan (I count John among them, despite the fact that he's not in New England, because I only ever see him in their company), and I was delighted that Paul and Brett brought their spouses along too.

Then it was off to Grand Sichuan on St. Mark's for the traditional post-KGB Chinese feast, where we were joined by lupa, who got caught umbrellaless in the torrential thunderstorm and showed up at the restaurant looking like a wet washcloth. Thank goodness she wasn't wearing white! Then drinks afterward, till the wee hours of the morning, with lupa, mssrcrankypants and Michael "I prefer Blogspot" Cisco -- who it turns out I went to college with but never knew. Got home way too late for a weeknight.

Now it's off to Chinatown for lunch with mssrcrankypants while he's still in town and, tonight, back to the KGB Bar for a First Line reading with my friends M.M. DeVoe and maryrobinette. Hopefully I'll be able to squeeze in some writing time too, before leaving for the wedding tomorrow afternoon.
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First Line 10th Anniversary Reading

Tonight's reading at the KGB Bar (again!) was a lot of fun. M.M. DeVoe, maryrobinette and the third reader, Matt McHugh, all did a fine job reading their excellent stories from the literary magazine First Line. The only other KGB Fantastic Fiction regular I saw there was Rick Bowes, and I think I talked with him more tonight than I ever had the chance to before.

Also, it was weird not going out for Chinese food afterward. I mean, I went to Grand Sichuan last night and had dim sum with mssrcrankypants today, but old habits die hard, you know?

Off to Long Island tomorrow for a friend's wedding weekend. Don't do anything crazy while I'm gone. Wait until I'm back so I can watch.