Odd Words December 24, 2009Posted by Mark Folse in books, literature, New Orleans, NOLA, Odd Words.
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Well it’s Xmas week so there’s nothing for me to post up here for local events. I did stop by the new reading which Thaddeus Conti has organized Tuesday nights in the back bar of Molly’s, a rather low key affair of reading, talking and drinking. He did ask everyone who stood up to extemporize something before they read a prepared work, which scared the hell out of me. I’m paralyzed by the site of an office birthday card, but I managed something and came away with one of his drawings for my effort. Stop by and have a pint and help him grow this weekly event on Tuesdays, 9-10ish, Molly’s at the Market on Decatur.
Here’s some light holiday reading from Stephen Elliott. And there’s a newer post that follows this which I also highly recommend. Thanksgiving isn’t a holiday. Its a way of looking at the world, taking it one day at a time and finding something about that day which makes you relish the present and look forward to tomorrow. Thanks to Billy Sothern of Imperfectly Vertical for reminding me about this, which I saw in The Daily Rumpus but forgot to mention until he reminded me.
The Bukowski thing is recycled from last year, but I prefer to think of it as a “holiday chestnut,” one of those acceptably recycled things like “The Night Before Christmas” on the front page of the newspaper wreathed in holly, or putting “Yes, Virginia” in the editorial column, as timeliness as the pile of two dollar Dickens at the cash register, things which are to publishing what the fruitcake is to gifting.
Me, I actually like fruitcake (if you make me one and don’t buy me one of those tinned things suitable for long term storage next to the MREs against future apocalypse). This probably explains something about me, but I’m not going to try to figure out what that is today. Take that as your creative challenge for this week. Imagine.