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Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Welcome to the Hypothetical Library!



Book designer to the stars (Soft Skull, Top Shelf, Bloof, No Tell Books, LIT, Penguin, et al.), Charlie Orr kicks off a new project designing covers for books that will never exist. Welcome to the Hypothetical Library!

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Reminder: Tribute to Lucille Clifton


Dears,

A reminder that I am seeking any/all words of praise, personal anecdotes, close readings, reviews, photographs, audio/video recordings, poems-in-the-manner-of, work dedicated to, and other gushing and love for the Mama Poet who was Lucille Clifton, to be posted on the Delirious Hem blog very soon.

I'd said on/around March 1, but need at least a few more things. There is no lack of love, we know.

Alicia Ostriker has sent me an essay and anecdote. Sharon Mesmer a poem in memorium. Naomi Shiab Nye a poem about hearing Lucille perform. Theresa Senato Edwards an essay. I have written a little mini remembrance with some excerpts from her work.

Do you have anything to add? Would you like to play a song for Lucille? Or paint her an angel? Or just sign a card?

I am going to repost the call to Facebook too, so please DO FORWARD this message or repost at will.

Thank you,
Shanna

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Film review


Zombieland is the grossest teen-inflected romcom I've ever seen. And I read in an interview with Woody Harrelson that that Twinkie was a vegan facsimile. He's pretty funny. So's that adorable Jesse Eisenberg, but I missed whatshername Juno, because the girls' parts were typically underwritten. They did what they could, and I admired Emma Stone's eyeliner and pout. Overall, not as tickling as Pineapple Express or Hangover, or to compare it to something in the same vein Shaun of the Dead, but still laffy, with a few "I'm totally gonna start saying that a lot" lines. I agree about Garland, TX. The best part is Bill Murray, but I don't wanna spoil it for you.