Reading at the Tuesday Funk
I’ve been away. Mostly writing, writing hard, like a veritable pony express rider — nay, Pony Express Writer. Bringing the words ‘cross the plains, people. Soon — after contracts have been signed, etc. — I’ll be able to explain what I’ve been working on.
But meanwhile, can I talk about my website redesign? I hired my son to move all the content from my old website to this blog. Which brings us to the first rule of Website Redesign:
First Rule of Website Redesign
Nobody cares about your website redesign.
Nobody cares about your new smart phone.
Meanwhile, can I tell you what a wonderful time I had in Chicago recently? The World Science Fiction Convention was there, in my home town*, and I got to see so many good friends and meet new people. But the best part was doing a reading at The Tuesday Funk, a monthly reading series run by Sara Ross Witt and good friend Bill Shunn. Bill composes a poem for each Funk, which on the night I participated was this EPICALLY PROFANE EPIC POEM “Grand Motherfucker”. Please listen.
I also got to share the stage with pals Adam Rakunas (who read this excerpt from “The Right People” one of my all-time favorite stories), and Rae Carson (who read this excerpt from an upcoming book which I know will sell gazillions of copies — she’s great).
And here’s what I read, a short story called “Persistence.”
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