This finger injury...

...is really pissing me off.

It doesn't hurt anymore, but I still have to type what I usually type with my index finger using my eff-you finger. Slows me down, and that means I didn't catch up over the weekend as planned.

It's always something.

It's actually healing pretty well though. So that's cool.

The extra freelance hours continue.

Um, nice poster?

Laughing. At least it's not a strip club.

It's called an immersion blender for a reason

I nearly cut the tip of my left index finger off last night (making delicious sauce for a grilled vegan pizza).

So typing is difficult.

Enjoy the holiday weekend. Um, assuming you don't work retail or food service.

I'm at work, but S is at the farm picking chives. He just sent this pic. Yum. (& other herbs & lettuce & strawberries.)

Professor denied tenure. Reason? Flarf.

I'm so influential...

...that Oprah's copycatting me.

Been vegan a month as of tomorrow. Not hard at all. And I feel great.

My allergies have totally disappeared.

Sharon Mesmer is fucking awesome

& you--yes you!--can maybe get a little awesomeness rubbed off on you by signing up for her fiction class. But only if you hurry...

The Summer Writers Colony at the New School is a very unique and very
intense three-week program which grants six credits and provides an
MFA-type experience for students of poetry, fiction, and nonfiction.
Students participate in daily workshops with established poets and
fiction writers, as well as literary salons and discussions with
renowned visiting writers, sessions with magazine and book editors,
readings, a literary walking tour, and a practicum in fine-art book
printing. And with ample housing opportunities available, students
can become truly immersed in New York City’s literary world. The SWC
runs from June 2 through June 20, 2008.
This summer’s visiting writers include novelist Russell Banks,
discussing his book The Reserve; Bruce Coville discussing Into the
Land of the Unicorns, Skull of Truth, My Teacher Flunked the Planet
and the picture book Romeo and Juliet; 2007 National Book Award
finalist Lydia Davis discussing Varieties of Disturbance; New York
Times Notable Book author Honor Moore discussing The Bishop’s
Daughter; celebrated essayist Philip Lopate discussing Getting
Personal; National Book Critics Circle finalist poet Major Jackson
discussing Hoops; and Pulitzer Prize-winning poet Paul Muldoon.
Previous visiting writers have included John Ashbery, Billy Collins,
Mary Gaitskill, Adam Haslett, Edward P. Jones, Rick Moody, Joyce
Carol Oates, James Tate, and Cólm Toibín.
The workshop faculty includes Deborah Brodie, Douglas Martin, Madge
McKeithen, Sharon Mesmer, Kathleen Ossip and John Reed.
If you know of someone who might benefit from this fascinating
immersion in writing, literature and the literary life, kindly pass
this information on. For questions, or if you yourself are
interested, feel free to contact Luis Jaramillo, Associate Chair of
the Writing Program at jaramill@newschool.edu or 212-229-5611,
extension 2346

I am just so

Busy.

Somebody quit at work so I'm taking up her slack till they hire a new staffer.

Had visitors. Then more travel. (DC was great though.)

But maybe this long weekend I can catch up.

And how come you're not reading Package Insert of Sorrows?

A cool, informative talk by Mark Bittman

Hey, let's hear it for California.

That's a great photo too. Yay for love!

DC this Sunday

Sunday, May 18 at 3:00 PM in Washington, DC

Jennifer L. Knox, Shanna Compton & Wade Fletcher read for the In Your Ear Series

Hosted by Maureen Thorson & Cathy Eisenhower

DC Arts Center
2438 18th Street NW
(Between Belmont & Columbia)
Washington, DC

Free for DCAC members or $3

& some more Bloofy news here.

Monday in Ashland, OR

Monday, May 12 at 7:00 PM
in Ashland, OR

Jennifer L. Knox reads for Emergent Forms

Emergent Forms: A 21st Century Reading Series
Hosted by K. Silem Mohammad
Southern Oregon University
Room/Bldg. TBD??
1250 Siskiyou Blvd
FREE

Question of the day

Is photobombing flarfy?

(Thanks, Mike!)

Delirious Hem on the Gurlesque.

Things

Summer eventually. I'd either like to take a break here or make some movies & photographs.

I'll go to Maine again. For a too-short week. But not until August. A good deal of the pleasure is the long anticipatory time beforehand.

In June, I teach a little mini re: Major Jackson's Hoops. (The program website has it wrong. Jenny's taking Honor Moore.)

And in a few weeks, DC to read/see Maureen & Jeff. Whee!

First though I clean and scrub and vacuum and arrange, primping the house. The Mom comes next week for her holiday. We'll be touring landscape. The farm may have early strawberries they said, though maybe there's not been enough sun the last several days. The little sis comes too.

The front flowerbed offers fuchsias (oh that word) and the boxes even more violas now. And the side garden promises tall ornametal grasses, spiky lupine, furry mounds of sweet william (they're back), two more clusters of violas, and various greenery. The thuggish pachysandra makes its move in the back.

And there are more poems coming. Pitiless calendar. I say when's enough.

And what is this, pneumonia? This linger-whammy. Fake out after fake out.

But books in the mail yesterday, including 6 Faux chaps & 3 Action books. So I'll be reading eagerly, even if the notes don't materialize. Poor reactions, sometimes such paperthin things, a little motheaten at birth, invalids made weak by the raging word virus.

What we get for typing on Benadryl, sure.

If you missed the Flarf Festival...

...you missed Eiríkur Örn Nor∂dahl performing his (amazing) tongue-twisting piece re: silver syphilitic surfers.

But you can catch him doing his Dictators series here.