October may be over, but this Open Mic at Village Books was pretty unforgettable. From chicken chases to daring detectives to plainly good dope, the stories came fast and furious and from every direction! Not sure where Halloween fit in, but it didn’t seem to matter in the least.
The other day I went to a coffee shop and did nothing but drink coffee. Well, chai with soy to be precise. I didn’t go there to write or meet a writing friend, or even a non-writing friend. I just sat in a comfy chair and consumed my beverage. The entire experience was strange and unsettling.
<Absolutely no sensible transition here.>
Here’s the preliminary themes for Open Mic at Village Books in 2014! These may adjust slightly as we get closer to the date, but no worries since they’re entirely optional anyway. But if you’re one who finds inspiration in themes, here you go: Continue reading
Vince: “I found everything okay, but it was a little chilly in the produce section.”
Associate: “Do you want the receipt in the bag?”
Vince: “I would like two receipts—one in the bag and one for my pocket.”
Dear Writers: I’ve been mourning the demise of my 40s. But I’m coming out of mourning right now to celebrate turning 50 on Halloween! I’ll be celebrating all through October and hope you join me, as there’s lots to do!
1) Get new reading glasses, cuz damn, the type on this page keeps getting smaller. Continue reading
The series has spontaneously taken off at our open mic! It may have been Vince Landi who started it with his story “Two Painters,” but rather than worry about shaving an excerpt to fit the 7-minute time limit or trying to read a story at the speed of light, writers are bringing a story to read over the course of two or three open mics.
And the crowd loves it!
Our June theme was Bounty of the Seasons, so of course I brought my copy of Edible Selby, a book about gardens, kitchens, restaurants, and homes and the amazing people who run them.
Another element that threatened to make itself an open mic tradition this time out is The Shag.
Yep, that glorious disaster of a haircut that your own momma or the kid next door could give you while you sat on a kitchen chair in the bathroom even if she’d never spent a day in hairdressing school, and which any of us of a certain age most likely proudly sported above our legwarmers at one time or another, thanks to Jane Fonda, Pat Benatar, and the oh-so-dreamy David Cassidy/Keith Partridge.
Shags these days, called by many other names, are far more sophisticated, but it was those brave early ’80s haircuts that paved the way for the luscious locks we see today.
So anyhoo . . .
The delightful Sabine Sloley opened the night with an excerpt from “Chip and Kitten Go to the Beach,” a continuation of a story she started reading to us in April. One mark of a good story is that we can remember it, and I for one readily recalled these characters and the situation and was excited to see what next turn of events awaited them. This is a tale in which the girl from the character’s dreams turns out to be real, but it’s not going to be a romance, but then again it might. Continue reading