Atticus Lish Party

1. Screenshot of the introduction from the minisite. 2.  Norman and Barbara Charles, friends of Gordon Lish, deep in conversation with painter Shelton Walsmith.

KGB Bar on 4th st and 2nd ave was as crowded as it could likely ever legally get this past Saturday night. While normal circumstances would point towards the two hour long open bar, managed by an increasingly desolate lone bartender, it was all truly the work of one man- Gordon Lish, the literary icon for the ages, editor for Neal Cassidy and Alan Ginsberg, Raymond Carver and Don DeLillo, commanding reigns at Esquire and Knopf once upon a time, now the friendly man introducing himself, rather than the other way around, to every party guest walking through the door.

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Demisemiquavers: UNSAID 6 Launch @ KGB

1. Ian Lirenman, whose story “The Canadian” is in the new issue, asked me if he looked too baked. I didn’t think so. Can anyone really be too baked? 2. David McLendon being awesome. He gave me a pin. 3. Pamela Ryder. Every time she read “purveyor of boxes” I wanted to hide in fear. Sweet.

I walked into East Village’s Kraine Gallery Bar–otherwise known as KGB–while it was day outside, which was weird. Its red curtains and Soviet-era relics immediately separated me from the sunny glory outside, and then a Russian man with a camera wanted me to say some things for Russian (and Belarusian) TV, if I felt comfortable inside a bar called KGB. I said yes. This strange preface to last night’s incredible launch party for UNSAID’s sixth issue seems too perfect. The journal consistently publishes disarming, demanding, and elusively powerful fiction and poetry that delves deep into places many are afraid to wander, both as readers and writers. I compare a reader’s performance to a band’s often, but the pieces from Brian Kubarycz, Katherine Manderfield, Pamela Ryder and Robert Lopez  last night were the most metal in both content and tone I’ve ever heard. Sort of like these guys.

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INTERVIEW! Heidi Julavits, Author of The Vanishers

Photo by Jill Goldman

Somewhere in between co-editing The Believer, teaching MFA students the wonders/horrors of fiction writing, and being one-half of the literary power couple that is herself and Ben Marcus, writer Heidi Julavits has published her fourth novel, The Vanishers, which came out this March on Doubleday.

The Vanishers tells the story of Julia Severn, a young student at the most acclaimed psychic institute in the world. She finds herself the victim of a psychic attack, brought forth by her ex-mentor at the institute, and, throughout the majority of the book, Julia is struggling to break free from the attack. In between, there’s time traveling, plastic surgery, spas, missing mothers, phantom e-mails, and people who disappear from life by their own choosing. Sound weird? It is. It’s also delightfully readable — I found myself doing dangerous things with the book, like walking and reading at the same time. And, of course, it features Julavits’ signature expertly-crafted sentences, which are a joy to read in themselves. I got a chance to ask Julavits a few questions about the book, as well as a couple other very important topics, like fashion and mental illness.

Julia Jackson: I feel like it’s such an obvious question, to ask how ideas from a book came to you, but the thing that struck me most about The Vanishers was how imaginative it is so I have to ask anyway: What were the first seeds of the the psychic institute plot line? And that of the vanishing from life?

Heidi Julavits: The psychic attack thing (and the opening chapter, where there’s a bitter conflict between mentor and mentee at a psychic institute) came to me via a book called Psychic Self Defense by Dion Fortune, which is basically a ’30s occult self-help book. It has the same cover as AS Byatt’s Possession, so if you’re reading it on the train, your co-riders might not suspect you to be a health risk, and move away.

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Considering the Awesome Debut of Adam Levin’s Hot Pink, Presented by Vol. 1 Brooklyn and McSweeney’s

1. Adam Levin’s balloon, having a nap. 2. Ian Perez, a teacher, with Patrick Hannon, a Levin fan and fiction writer.

 

Hot pink is not a color my eyes catch in pleasure, though when I was covering an event at WORD about a month ago, I spied these words on a book authored by a dude named Adam Levin. He wrote this book called The Instructions and it’s really big and incredible. Also about a month ago, I started anxiously awaiting last night’s event at powerHouse Arena in DUMBO: Vol. 1 Brooklyn and McSweeney’s helped debut Levin’s short story collection, Hot Pink, with readings from Adam Wilson and Karolina Waclawiak, a live Q&A, and free beer. And there were Adam Levin balloons.

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You Want Some Big Black Clock? — Issue #15 Launches at McNally Jackson

 1. Anthony Miller showing us why fictional history is more fun than the other kind. He does a surprisingly good impression of Chris Farley, Owen Wilson, and Yoda. 2. Kyra Simone describing a surreal trip on the Paris metro. I’d take shape-shifting thieves over the track work in New York.

 

Sunday’s Black Clock Issue 15 launch at McNally Jackson was packed with people and plastic fold-out chairs despite two lit-event anomalies: it was a Sunday afternoon and there was no booze. The second surprise was explained by the first, and the amount of people by the quality of the magazine, which has published scruffy old literary voices with fresh and squeaky new ones since its debut eight years ago. The theme of Issue 15 was alternative histories of cinema. I stood, packed between people, but happy, sober as Cathedral-era Raymond Carver.

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The Story Prize 2011 Reading Extravaganza!

1. The crowd at Tishman Auditorium. 2. Mr. Elusive, AKA Don DeLillo, with Larry Dark.

 

Last night in the Tishman Auditorium at The New School, Robert Polito, Director of the Graduate Writing Program, said The Story Prize has “accomplished something incredible … a sophisticated evaluation of the form.” Now in its eighth year, The Story Prize selects three finalists, hosts a reading and conversation, and, at the end of the night, awards one book $20,000 in cold hard cash, and $5,000 to each of the two other books. If that sounds pretty sweet it’s because it is. Dish editor Julia Jackson and I made our way to Tishman to see and hear Don Delillo (The Angel Esmerelda), Steven Millhauser (We Others), and Edith Perlman (Binocular Vision, winner of the 2011 Wallant Award and PEN/Malamud Award) read from their 2011 collections. Later, we went to the reception and ate spicy meatballs, tried to photograph Don DeLillo, and talked about Livejournal communities. Yes, I repeat: Livejournal communities.

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Heidi Julavits at The Center for Fiction

1. John Wray interviews Heidi Julavits. Julavits won’t play poker with him anymore, 1) because he lives in Brooklyn, 2) because she’s sick of all the Bob Dylan worship going on. 2. Columbia MFA student Marlon Frisby gets his book signed. His idea for another constraint for Julavits’ next book: sports. (Julavits played rugby in college, so she’s game).

 

Have you seen the book trailer for Heidi Julavits’ new novel, The Vanishers? It makes me want to take a shower, in a good way.

Which is strange, because as John Wray put it in his interview with Julavits, a founding editor of The Believer, at The Center for Fiction last night, there’s no “actual sex” in her latest novel. (Julavits’ mother-in-law wrote her the “weirdest e-mail,” which said the novel was “the most sexless thing she’s ever read” – which made Julavits feel sort of like a prude.) That’s not to say there isn’t sexual tension in The Vanishers; in fact, every character seems sexualized. Julavits said she’s interested in un-acted upon sexual tension, the way this appears in the confusing way women interact with each other (“Do I want to fuck her or be her?”) – female characters who have a sexual desire for someone else’s being.

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SpeedRead: Adam Wilson’s Flatscreen Continues, Coupled with The Speed Chronicles

1. KGB patrons enjoying a nice beer in a red setting 2. Novelist Donald Antrim, Adam Wilson, and Adam’s beloved girlfriend Sarah Rapp.

 

KGB Bar, cool as it is, certainly has more than a touch of the dark about it. A strict red and black color scheme dominates the little bar, punctuated by posters proclaiming “Homeland! Mother Russia!” and “Glory to the Soviet Soldiers!” etc.

So it was interesting indeed to plumb the depths of America’s inner darkness in such a setting. The subject? Drugs. Speed, speed, and coke. (The last one there to change it up a little.)

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Interview: Miles Klee, Author of Ivyland

Miles Klee

Photo by Benjamin Stelly.

Today, OR Books releases its latest, Ivyland, by debut author Miles Klee. The world, which is focused on a fictional New Jersey suburb called Ivyland,  is a lot like our own– except caterpillars run wild, policeman are shot down in ice cream trucks without consequence, and a pharmaceutical behemoth peddles a drink called Adderade (it is what it sounds like). The characters, which get their own chapters told from their own points of view, are disparate, ranging from an aging female bus driver, to a man with brain damage, to a callous young man floating in space.

Because the book is told from so many points of view and not linearly, it’s a bit difficult to get a handle on at first. But the crackling prose, dark humor, and well-chosen details draw the reader in, and, once one has gotten used to the back and forth, the book becomes addictive, showcasing the intricate mind of a young author who’s depraved in all the right ways.

Klee brought the manuscript to OR himself, which makes sense if you look at OR’s business model. The publisher is a small one, coming out with only a title or two per month. The texts, which are often political in nature, are printed on demand as well as sold as e-books– and they’re only available directly from OR itself. This progressive look at publishing fits in perfectly with Klee’s unique vision.

 

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Three Years of Franklin Park Reading Series!

1. Laura Peterson, Architect at KPF, Becca Kaplan, Agent’s Assitant at WME, and Cynthia Plasschaert, Executive Assistant. Cynthia wins Best Spelling of Surname 2012, awarded by me. There’s no money. Sorry. 2CROWD

 

Franklin Park Bar is now about five blocks away from my new apartment, which is both dangerous and supreme. It also means travel time to the Franklin Park Reading Series every second Monday is considerably shorter. Last night the ever-awesome Penina Roth and crew celebrated three years of reading revelry at the Crown Heights watering hole with readings from Ben Townsend (Stonecutter Journal), John Dermot Woods (The Complete Collection of People, Places & Things), Melissa Broder (Meat Heart), Adam Wilson (Flatscreen), Shalom Auslander (Hope: A Tragedy) and candy from The Candy Rush. How could anyone beat that?

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