Thursday, October 18, 2007
Come See Me Read From My Novel
I'll be reading from the novel I've been working on at this years Canzine Festival, this Saturday (Oct 20) at 3:30 pm, in St. David's Church Hall on Brunswick St (adjacent to the library, across the road from Steve O' Reno's), in Halifax. If you can make it out I'd much appreciate the cheering section. For more info about canzine see http://halifaxpopexplosion.com/hpx07/?page_id=7.
Hope to see you there.
Labels: subway novel
Did you dictate part of this novel?...Just wondering.
Heck. Is there work in Hali?
There's none here. Michigan cast the dice betting it's pet industry would be under it's 'thumb' forever.
Crapped out, baby!
Bumi has worse problems than I, but things are no rose petal strewn bed down here in the 'land of the free'.
Maybe hearing his plight out loud would be therapeutic.
Toast: thanks my friend, spiritual presence is also appreciated.
Thanks so much for your interest and for caring. It was a bizarre weekend for me, on the whole. It was the 10 year anniversary of my undergrad graduation from business school. So I spent half the weekend hanging with bankers who marvelled that I was "the only one doing any good for the world" [their words, not mine] and the other half at canzine with punks rebels and tattooed kids selling the independently made wares, including zines, records, books, graphic novels, videos and clothing. I bought two zines, and two coffees.
As for the reading, I humbly submit that I rocked the joint. Joining all these anti-authoritarians were my parents and my aunt and a few of my friends, who though far from mainstream themselves did look a tad out of place. I had the biggest cheering section and I could hear my blog buddies from all over the world.
It went well, I think. People paid attention anyway. I was the first reader. It felt amazing. I was nervous, of course, but I channelled it and projected my voice and it felt good to share my words, this story I've been schlepping away at for so long.
Thank you all for your support.
Josie, it went well. There was no mic, it was different than I expected. Not exactly a snooty literary affair, which is good. I enjoyed not only reading but also the general excitement of the place, and sharing with fellow artists, all putting themselves out there equally, without corporate support.
Toast: no publicity tour yet, but you gotta start somewhere. My posts have decline mainly because I've become quite busy with three paid projects, one of which is lobbying, the other grant-writing and newsletter-writing, and the other public speaking (about west african development).
Kissa: thank you, it did. How was Bruce?
Great it went so well.
I'm sure that number two was much more nervous than you were.
Did you stay for all the readings? When I used to play out, I would always try as hard as I could to stay and support from the audience/mosh pit (stick figure in the mosh pit!) all the acts that followed. I would yell louder than anyone and of course, meet all the other fine folks at who may or may not have seen my band.
Live events are just a lot of fun.
Eric: yeah, it's funny how once your up there your empathy for everyone else skyrockets. I laughed extra hard at all the funny parts, clapped vigourously. Not quite mosh pit behaviour but you know, lending support in solidarity.