Writers gathering at the corner of Forest Avenue and Main Street

I’ve been a fan of Forest Avenue Press practically from the beginning (they received an Oregon Literary Fellowship in publishing the year after I received mine for fiction), and one of the things I’ve always loved about the press, publisher Laura Stanfill, and their authors is how mutually supportive they all are of the largerContinue reading “Writers gathering at the corner of Forest Avenue and Main Street”

AWP 2016: the bookfair haul and the photos

I keep thinking about recapping the last of my AWP experience, but I realized that everything I forgot to say the last few posts — events I witnessed, readings I attended, sites I saw — I can also show you through the pix I took: Los Angeles If you’ve been following the last week’s posts, you knowContinue reading “AWP 2016: the bookfair haul and the photos”

AWP 2016: Day 3: All the books and all the hugs

It is late Saturday night. I am exhausted. I have blisters the size of my thumbs from the daily 2.5-mile walk from my hotel to the conference and back (not to mention all the walking in between, in search of books and in search of presses and in search of panels and in search ofContinue reading “AWP 2016: Day 3: All the books and all the hugs”

AWP 2016: Day 2: the writing life and The Great Sewanee Reunion

I only hit one panel today. The rest of my time I spent in the bookfair, meeting folks — most of them from the Sewanee Writers’ Conference. Which has been lovely! I started the morning (after the construction woke me at 6 am) with breakfast at the celebrated Original Pantry Café. Remember my plane-mate fromContinue reading “AWP 2016: Day 2: the writing life and The Great Sewanee Reunion”

AWP 2016: Day 1: LA, the bookfair, and hanging with writers

I’m writing this post in two parts. I began it in the morning, wearily sipping coffee at the desk in my hotel room, but I will finish it late tonight. This morning I’m writing about my journey here last night and my exhaustion (already!?) this morning; later, I’ll recap the day. The trip here, really,Continue reading “AWP 2016: Day 1: LA, the bookfair, and hanging with writers”

AWP 2016: a guide (of sorts)

Every year, writers and publishers put out all manner of guides to AWP: panel guides, readings guides, bookfair guides, etiquette guides, bar guides, survival guides . . . . I’m not going to chime in much, because there are plenty of other guides for you to choose from. But I will share a few things on myContinue reading “AWP 2016: a guide (of sorts)”

AWP 2016: Where to find me and my books

So, it’s that time of year again: the annual orgy of drinking and books that is the Association of Writers and Writing Programs conference and bookfair, where writers emerge from our writing spaces and squint in the light as we greet each other with, “Oh, I know you on Facebook!” This year is going to be a bit different forContinue reading “AWP 2016: Where to find me and my books”

Writers at AWP reading Box Cutters

This is my last AWP post for a long while, I promise. But one of my favorite things at the conference was meeting people who bought my book, Box Cutters. I like to think that whenever someone reads my book, they’re inviting me into their lives as much as I’m inviting them into mine. It’sContinue reading “Writers at AWP reading Box Cutters

AWP Day 5: the conference never ends

So, in my haste to post between events the last couple of days, I’ve had to gloss over some amazing things that happened at AWP. So let me back up briefly before sharing the awesomeness that was the last day. First, Friday night. This was the Hot Pillow reading hosted by JP Reese and Jen KnoxContinue reading “AWP Day 5: the conference never ends”

AWP Day 4: readings and writers abounded, but now we all go home

Good news: I found my notebook. Which was an auspicious start to a solid day, full of friends and readings and a side trip to the Seattle Public Library and book sales and one last panel and . . . and . . . and . . . . And I’m exhausted, gang. AWP hasContinue reading “AWP Day 4: readings and writers abounded, but now we all go home”