(more details coming soon.)

“…Literature—literature!—transforming an ordinary Saturday night in the neighborhood into a carnival… Up and down Valencia Street, crowds overflowed out of open doorways, and between readings, people hustled from one event to another or gathered on street corners clutching red Lit Crawl maps like participants in a mammoth scavenger hunt.”
—New York Times

I’m reading from StretchyHead in Phase 1 with Instant City. ٹھیک ہے ,ٹھیک ہے, A-1!

October 15

6:00 – 7:00pm

Dalva (3121 16th Street)

21 & over

Books are tightly wrought arguments borne of a single mind. When two people have read the same book, they have a touchstone. It is a shared experience. Few things compare to the touchstone power of a book.

It takes a single mind thousands of hours to produce a book.  The book is a compressed spring. It is potential energy. When it is read, the ideas are sprung, the energy is unleashed. This is the inherent power of a book.

What other touchstones do we have that contain so much power? What do we experience quickly that lasts, and lasts?

The Olympics. The moon landing. A presidential election. (Also: terrible events that stop a country cold – Katrina, 9-11, Oslo, the Haiti earthquake).

To reach olympic-level athleticism, a competitor must invest thousands of hours in personal training. The resulting performance packs that same punch. The storm cell, brewing. The sprinter, toning muscle. The madman, plotting. The author, writing. Thousands of hours, all compressed into a single experience. Some for good, some otherwise.

Books are vessels of compressed time.