I had fun answering this question on Quora, but in the middle of trying to add photos to my response, the folks at Quora removed it. Yeah, it was a weird, racist-y troll question, but I think I had a really good answer. Here it is. Did Armenians lose their ancient land, Antarctica, to penguins? […]
Holmes isn’t interested in courting a merry gang of inferiors, be they guys or gals. He certainly doesn’t want to convince some woman that she’s stupid unless she gives up her thinly-scripted life to follow him. He likes his women like he likes his adversaries—cunning, challenging, rare …. and equal!
Saw another question on Quora the other day that clearly was from a young kid trying to finish their homework by getting some well-meaning nerds to write it for them–y’all know how hard it is to even open an actual book, much less write down what it says! I figured I’d help the kid avoid […]
Just when you think that A Rrose in a Prose could devolve into a scuzzy place, full of identity thieves and clowns who forget to bring their makeup, we do something like this: book another great writer, class the place up, and even make sure to put the guy’s biography up before the show! F. […]
Think workshops, open mics, and other forms of collaborative art, all slated to happen right after our amazing features conclude, including a rare open mic. Be there at 2 p.m. to sign up!
Maybe part of it is that I have a strong female side, and don’t associate with a lot of the rough-and-tumble of my male author counterparts. And maybe part of it is that I simply like women and want to hear stories about them, even if they’re coming from me. In this case, though, I can use Amy’s photo as an excuse, because this boogie-ing gal clearly needed a narrative.
This month’s Rrose in a Prose is coming up! Once again, it’s at the Hedgehog Coffee Shop in Echo Park, so you can wash the whole thing down with coffee and one helluva sandwich. The line-up this time has some really great authors and poets, including a return visit from the wonderful Jessica Ceballos, who […]
After taking a hiatus in February due to Zine Fest and utter exhaustion, we’re back with a vengeance for March.
ATTEND! Listen to readings by authors, real authors, people souls haven’t left their bodies and swum down the snaky pipe at the base of their own toilets rather than cling to the monster who birthed them.
… compelled by the spirit of Dadaism, our literature/poetry/memoir/erotica/essay/rant event is now called “A Rrose in a Prose.”
I gotta figure out next month’s lineup very soon–feel free to let me know anyone you think might fit the bill!
A phantom razor blade, as big as the Jolly Green Giant, was chopping lines and pushing them against the sides of the sidewalk in front of him as he walked to school.