Two writers meeting at a café, both having won a literary award this year for unpublished work, one of us for her stories, the other for her memoir. We got together because each recognized the other as a writer to reckon with.
There's a new literary camp in town. Litquake and the San Francisco Writers' Grotto have joined their wonder twin powers to form Lit Camp a literary writing intensive with representatives from McSweeney's, The Believer, ZYZZYVA and The Rumpus.
For years I had fallen victim to Boredom. Many have already suffered by the sadistic torments of his evil-doings. Luckily I moved to city full of superheroes that are fully prepared to battle Boredom at every step.
Litquake is upon us. For a glorious week in glorious October, San Francisco's Mission District celebrates literature not simply by adding liquor to ice but by chasing down that pair with some of the best readings around.