This blog has just received an anonymous tip on what a certain literary revolutionary will be wearing to our first meeting on October 14th:
Despite the fact that we're reading Michael Chabon!
Arguing over Don DeLillo is nothing new. But doing it while totally hopped on up herring and bellinis just might be the new black.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Thursday, September 6, 2007
A funny thing I once saw Michael Chabon do
When I saw Michael Chabon read in Boston (at the Coolidge Corner Theatre) he totally answered his cell phone in the middle of his reading, and it was his wife. If only I had know that it was Ayelet Waldman, I probably would have asked to talk to her.
I also have a funny story about meeting Irvine Welsh at the Coolidge after one of his readings, and then somehow winding up in his hotel room with two other ladies, and only realizing the next day that perhaps he hadn't intended for us all to just talk about movies, which is all we did. Oops.
I also have a funny story about meeting Irvine Welsh at the Coolidge after one of his readings, and then somehow winding up in his hotel room with two other ladies, and only realizing the next day that perhaps he hadn't intended for us all to just talk about movies, which is all we did. Oops.
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