I’m a member of a fantastic organization that has been around since 1917, the Women’s National Book Association. Actually, I just became vice president of the New York City chapter, after creating and managing the chapter’s blog and spending a couple of years co-editing the online newsletter and managing the WNBA-NYC booth at the Brooklyn Book Festival. Ok, simmer down with the “WNBA? Do you ladies play basketball, too?!” comments… After the first 10 or 20 times, that joke gets kind of old. Anyway, as I was saying, I’m a member of a fantastic organization! AND…tonight I will be hosting our second annual “Open Mic,” here in New York. (I may have to do an entire blog post about Open Mic versus Open Mike.)
(I also may have to do an entire blog post about the unprecedented number of “asides” and epic use of “quotations” this post has.)
Ok, I can do this! I can focus! *sips coffee*
I will be at the KGB Bar at 85 East 4th Street tonight, to introduce 22 writers reading their original work. Some of them are published authors and some of them are not. But the thing they all have in common is their membership in the New York chapter of the Women’s National Book Association and their willingness to stand in front of a group of people and share their work.
(Ok, that’s not entirely true… If we get to all 22 readers, I will be reading the work of my good friend Rhona Whitty, who is too chicken shit to read her own great writing, which may be a good thing because she talks way too fast and despite living in New Jersey for quite a few years, hasn’t lost much of her Irish brogue.)
Have you ever read your work aloud, to a group of strangers, in a bar, with a microphone, perhaps even holding a drink? How do you feel about the “air quote”? (And how do you feel about asides?)