Showing posts with label Punk Rock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Punk Rock. Show all posts

Monday, August 22, 2011

Winners! Rockers! Writers!

Oh dear Random.org thank you so much for randomizing the winners of the Sofa King Amazing And Then Things Fall Apart Giveaway!

BrittLit and Pantalones... email me your info (like, privately) and I'll shoot your loot out to you asap!

Thanks to everyone for following and signing up to win and just- I dunno- for being so great!

While I'm at it, feel free to rate And Then Things Fall Apart on Amazon and/or Goodreads. Every Star Counts!

In other great and fun news, I wanted to let you know about this interview I did with Stephanie Kuehnert at her blog, Life, Words, & Rock 'N Roll. It came out last week but here it is in all its glory. Ozzy Osbourne, Africa, writing... it's all in there. We met for lunch when I was in Chicago for a signing and we ate organic chips and salsa at this restaurant that was ALSO a house. It was fun and a great break from my family to talk about writing and writing and writing with someone who was way more punk rock than me. Thanks for everything, Stephanie.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

I Hate Jane Austen


There. I said it. Oh- I respect her word-smithing, her plotting, and etc. but I'd rather argue with my insurance company over medical charges than curl up with
Pride and Prejudice. In grad school I tried to write a paper comparing Jane Austen's books to Victorian pornographic novels and got a resounding "shame on you!" from none other than Lore Segal.

I also wrote a paper on Harriet the Spy for a Children's Literature seminar with Richard Howard. It was all about feminism and the power of the gaze- how Harriet becomes all children navigating through challenging times- blah blah blah. I thought it was pretty good. He didn't. He asked me why I would choose to concentrate on a second rate children's book when I could have written about Rudyard Kipling! Which, if you've ever met Richard Howard, is hilarious.

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I guess what I'm getting at is that I don't love the things I'm supposed to and love the things I'm supposed to not. How punk rock.