I’ll be at WisCon again this year! My work schedule is hectic, but I am making time for a panel.
We’ve even got a hashtag so you can Tweet about it: #BabyWriters
|The Baby Writer Panel|
I’ll be at WisCon again this year! My work schedule is hectic, but I am making time for a panel.
We’ve even got a hashtag so you can Tweet about it: #BabyWriters
|The Baby Writer Panel|
A more diverse universe weekend has arrived!
Check out Aarti’s BookLust site for more info about #Diversiverse weekend and how to participate.
Books I have waiting on my table (or waiting for me to post about):
“Ancient, Ancient” by Kiini Ibura Salaam;
“Salsa Nocturna: Stories” by Daniel José Older;
“Half Word” by Hiromi Goto (click title for link to book trailer);
“Darktown Follies” by Amaud Jamaul Johnson (newly purchased! collection of poetry [non-spec]);
“Bloodchildren” an Anthology of Octavia E. Butler scholars of Clarion Writers’ Workshop edited by Nisi Shawl;
“Mothership: Tales from Afrofuturism and Beyond” an anthology edited by Bill Campbell;
“Engraved on the Eye” by Saladin Ahmed (read chap. 1 of his novel “Throne of the Crescent Moon” on line);
“Three Messages and a Warning” edited by Eduardo Jiménez Mayo and Chris. N. Brown;
“A Stranger in Olondria” by Sofia Samatar.
You can check out my post “Vision and Re-Visioning” about Nalo Hopkinson’s Report from Planet Midnight.
Check out Rochita Loenen-Ruiz’s blog “From the Beloved Country“.
Check out Lisa Bradley’s blog posts on “Writing Latin@ Characters Well” (first post here).
And if you are not familiar with The Carl Brandon Society, check out their website!
(update 11/16) And thanks to Lisa for pointing my way to this: Victory Music by Daniel José Older. An excellent short story you should go read. I had the pleasure of hearing Daniel read it at Wiscon earlier this year. Powerful, well-written, beautiful story.
Sherman Alexie has been a literary crush of mine for quite some time now. Then he keeps doing cool things, like this:
September 1, 2013
Hello, hello, you gorgeous book nerds,
Now is the time to be a superhero for independent bookstores. I want all of us (you and you and especially you) to spend an amazing day hand-selling books at your local independent bookstore on Small Business Saturday (that’s the Saturday after Thanksgiving, November 30 this year, so you know it’s a huge weekend for everyone who, you know, wants to make a living).
Here’s the plan: We book nerds will become booksellers. We will make recommendations. We will practice nepotism and urge readers to buy multiple copies of our friends’ books. Maybe you’ll sign and sell books of your own in the process. I think the collective results could be mind-boggling (maybe even world-changing).
I was a bookseller-for-a-day at Seattle’s Queen Anne Book Company when it reopened this past April. Janis Segress, one of the new co-owners, came up with this brilliant idea. What could be better than spending a day hanging out in your favorite hometown indie, hand- selling books you love to people who will love them too and signing a stack of your own? Why not give it a try? Let’s call it Indies First.
Grassroots is my favorite kind of movement, and anyway there’s not a lot of work involved in this one. Just pick a bookstore, talk to the owner (or answer the phone when they call you) and reach an agreement about how to spend your time that day. You’d also need to agree to place that store’s buy button in a prominent place on your website, above the Amazon button if you have one. After all, this is Indies First, not Indies Only, and it’s designed to include Indies in our world but not to exclude anyone else.
This is a great way to fight for independents—one that will actually help them. It’ll help you as well; the Indies I’ve talked to have told me that last year Small Business Saturday was one of their biggest days of the year, in some cases the biggest after the Saturday before Christmas—and that means your books will get a huge boost, wherever you choose to be.
The most important thing is that we’ll all be helping Independent bookstores, and God knows they’ve helped us over the years. So join the Indie First Movement and help your favorite independent bookstore. Help all indie bookstores. Reach out to them and join the movement. Indies First!
Yours in Independence,
Sherman Alexie, An Absolutely True Part-Time Indie”
(Letter and photo copied from the American Booksellers Association.)
And my own local bookstore extraordinaire, A Room of One’s Own, will participate! From Room’s website:
“A Room of One’s Own is delighted to participate in the Indies First campaign, proposed by Sherman Alexie to encourage authors to volunteer for a shift at their favorite local indie bookstores this holiday season. We will have several local authorsworking at various times throughout the day, including Kevin Henkes, Michelle Wildgen, E.M. Kokie, Susanna Daniel, and Dale Kushner, recommending great gifts to our customers (and signing a few of their own books, if you’re so inclined!) on November 30th, so stop in to meet and greet with them and support us on Small Business Saturday!
You can read more about the movement, including Sherman Alexie’s letter to his fellow authors, at the American Bookseller’s Association’s Indies First page.”
So, dear you, you too can participate, support, enjoy, and be independent. Contact your local independent bookstore and if you’re an author see if you can volunteer. If you’re a reader you can support both authors and bookstores by visiting on November 30th. Grab a friend and get comfy in a bookstore, talk to an author or two, meet some wonderful people, buy a few books, read read read and enjoy the wonderful gift that is an independent bookstore.
I have discovered the short stories of Nalo Hopkinson. Wow. Amazing, gripping writing. I had recently read an anthology she co-edited with Uppinder Mehan, So Long Been Dreaming, an anthology of postcolonial science fiction and fantasy – excellent stories, brilliant, go check it out if you haven’t read it yet. A search led me to Report from Planet Midnight, a thin volume from PM Press’s Outspoken Authors series. I was looking for a selection of short stories, as that is what I’m writing and able to process these days (short things, please).
There are two short stories included in Report from Planet Midnight along with the 2009 Guest of Honor speech she gave at the International Conference of the Fantastic in the Arts: “Message in a Bottle” and “Shift”. Both blew me away. The similarities between the two? Intelligent, concise, evocative, and thoroughly engaging stories. Their styles and tone are very different, their plots – different, their main characters – different. Yet both grabbed me and both had me reeling. That’s good writing.
“Shift” is the perfect example of re-visioning – in this case, Shakespeare’s “The Tempest”. I have read and seen many adaptations, re-visions, re-tellings of well-known tales: from John Milton’s “Paradise Lost” to Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling’s Snow White, Blood Red anthology series. “Shift” went farther than most; it brought with it history ignored by the original, brought a fairy tale into daily contemporary life and interactions.
I have always had a thing for stories that bring the secondary characters to the foreground. Maybe because I have always felt like a secondary or tertiary character, maybe because I have always wondered “but what was that like? what did people do?” when confronted with dull, antiseptic history of dates and battles and wars that totally ignored, you know, people; people living daily life, waking up (where? on what sort of bed? next to how many other people?), eating food (what kind? where did they get it? did they grow it?), thinking and interacting with others, their families and relationships… how were they viewed by society? were they able to love? live? breathe? think? What is war? What is it to be colonized? conquered? displaced?
“She tell me say I must call her Scylla, or Charybdis.
Say it don’t make no matter which, for she could never remember one different from the other, but she know one of them is her real name. She say never mind the name most people know her by; is a name some Englishman give her by scraping a feather quill on paper.
White people magic” (53).
There are some amazing twists in “Shift”; plays on culture, plays on fairy tales and gender roles and sibling rivalries and grandmothers; plays on how we view ourselves and how we fit in to society but what if we don’t fit? The title itself makes me think of sea change, that term coined in “The Tempest” from which it gets its characters. But not a complete change, more an alteration of course. A twist. A more realistic ending than a Happily Ever After, perhaps. Or a shifting of the prevailing winds…
And the writing style and narration don’t “fit” conventional genre pigeonholing and what all the textbooks tell you you should write like; but they do fit. They’re perfect. Ms. Hopkinson has written this transformative, shifting, changling of a story in this brilliant way: second person narration present tense -but wait, there’s more- two point-of-view characters with alternating interwoven texts. Yeah. How cool is that?
“In my mother and father, salt meet with sweet. Milk meet with chocolate. No one could touch her while he was alive and ruler of his lands, but the minute him dead, her family and his get together and exile her to that little island to starve to death. Send her away with two sweet-and-sour, milk chocolate pickney; me in her belly and Caliban at her breast. Is nuh that turn her bitter? When you confine the sea, it don’t stagnate? You put milk to stand, and it nuh curdle?” (63).
The Englishman may have given Sycorax a false name, may have only written from the point of view of the colonizers, but Nalo Hopkinson has re-visioned that story, has brought it into our contemporary world, made it real, has given it history and context; she has given us the point of view of the colonized characters. The “other” characters, the ones who lived on that island first, who had a home and lives before that story the Englishman wrote, the characters with their own stories. A story of Diaspora.
A story of finding one’s self. Of re-shaping oneself, re-telling one’s own narrative from one’s own view point after others have turned you into a secondary character, an “other”.
A tale of magic.
An excellent tale. Because it’s true.
[new content added 9 May, 2013]
I forgot to include some links:
Essay: Dark Ink by Nalo Hopkinson
Interview with Sofia Samatar on Strange Horizons
The Root and The Guardian released the joint statement made by writer and Nobel Prize winner Wole Soyinka and poet and playwright J.P. Clark regarding the death of author Chinua Achebe, their “‘brother’ who was part of the ‘pioneer quartet’ of contemporary Nigerian literature.” The world grieves the loss of so important a writer.
“What I can say is that it was clear to many of us that an indigenous African literary renaissance was overdue,” [Chinua Achebe] wrote. “A major objective was to challenge stereotypes, myths, and the image of ourselves and our continent, and to recast them through stories — prose, poetry, essays, and books for our children. That was my overall goal.”
His novel Things Fall Apart became “a universally acknowledged starting point for postcolonial, indigenous African fiction, the prophetic union of British letters and African oral culture” (msn).
In my first go at college I enrolled in an African Literature course (I was so thrilled and excited at the selection of literature courses offered!) Things Fall Apart was one of the first novels I read by an African author. Others included So Long a Letter by Mariama Bâ and Woman at Point Zero by Nawal El Saadawi. I still carry these books with me from all those years ago.
Soyinka and Clark “…confidently assert that Chinua lives. His works provide their enduring testimony to the domination of the human spirit over the forces of repression, bigotry, and retrogression.” They also stated the importance that the next generation of writers keep creating, keep writing to ensure “that there is no break in the continuum of the literary vocation.”
Art is necessary. Creation is necessary. We must keep writing. We must support writers from the world over to keep writing, to continue telling their stories. We must listen and hear. This is how we overcome.
I would like to remind everyone that Long Hidden: Speculative Fiction from the Margins of History has nine more days of Kickstarter funding to go. They’ve already reached a second stretch goal. As an “anthology of speculative historical fiction revealing the voices of silenced dreamers” it will be a part of “a long and honorable legacy of literary resistance to erasure”.
Just read “If The Mountain Comes” by An Owomoyela, in Clarkesworld Magazine, issue 69 from June 2012. I was engaged from the first lines. Here are the first two sentences: “François and Papa were outside, discussing what to do if the water rose. I was in, scrubbing blood from the walls with a palmful of sand.” Am I right? You want to know, don’t you? Go read it if you haven’t already.
I found Owomoyela’s website (An’s got a Twitter account to follow if you do that tweeting thing) and clicked about, and under “blog” found this posted on September 19, 2012: “It’s international book week, and thus apparently time for a meme. The rules: Grab the closest book to you, turn to page 52, post the 5th sentence. Don’t mention the title. Copy the rules as part of your post.”
Sounds like fun. So I did. Here’s what I found:
1) She comes to life in the prairies, in the murky river that drowns prize begonias.
2) As Silliman puts it, “She always thought on the scale of Ezra Pound and Emily Dickinson.”
3) “The carriage is hitched,” she said.
(Yeah 3 is not terribly interesting… 2nd sentence in that book page 52 is better: She would have liked to ask, but having already introduced the matter once, she felt it would be nagging.)
Picking random lines from books/media is one wonderful way to generate new work. The lines without context and thrown together we try to make logical sense of them = we create stories. I have enjoyed creating new work (usually poetry) this way. And don’t forget to use your dictionary! Some great lines in there.
I’ve written before about how amazing a writer Octavia E. Butler was. Her stories themselves are amazing, and she was too – simplistically put, she was a woman of color writing at a time when the field of science fiction was dominated by white men.
Diversity is essential to art and to culture and to humanity. So, help the Carl Brandon Society raise funds for this scholarship administered in the name of a great speculative writer. Then you can download an ebook anthology of science fiction and fantasy stories written by students who have attended a Clarion workshop through the support of the scholarship. Reap the rewards of diversity and good writing.
I’ve downloaded mine!
Read below the information from Book View Cafe’s website (then go to their site and order! It’s fast and simple – even I had no difficulties):
Donate $8.01 to the Octavia E. Butler Scholarship Fund. Reap the reward right now.
Every year, the Carl Brandon Society, whose goal is to increase diversity in the field of science fiction, presents scholarships to two students of color accepted to the prestigious Clarion and Clarion West writers’ workshops. The scholarships, named in honor of the brilliant African-American writer Octavia Butler, pay workshop tuition and housing fees for the recipients. Since 2007, they have made it possible for eleven students to attend the workshops.
Give a little, get a free ebook.
If you contribute a mere $8.01 to the scholarship fund, you can download Bloodchildren: Stories by the Octavia E. Butler Scholars, an ebook anthology of science fiction and fantasy stories by these students — the voices of the new generation of writers of color in speculative fiction.
Edited by Nisi Shawl, Bloodchildren includes an introduction by Nalo Hopkinson and a memoir by Vonda N. McIntyre of her friendship with Octavia Butler, which began when they were students together at the Clarion Workshop in 1970.
The collection includes ground-breaking stories by Indrapramit Das, Shweta Narayan, Caren Gussoff, Rochita Loenen-Ruiz, Lisa Bolekaja, Chris Caldwell, Jeremy Sim, Erik Owomoyela, Dennis Y. Ginoza, Mary Burroughs, and Kai Ashante Wilson.
This special ebook is available only until June 22, 2013, Octavia’s birthday. She would have been sixty-six this year.
Octavia taught at Clarion and Clarion West, and provided enormous support there — and elsewhere — to other writers of color. Through these scholarships, she continues to do so.
Help continue Octavia’s work.
Please support the scholarship program right now with a modest $8.01 donation, and then download your gift: this original anthology celebrating an international coterie of writers who are truly the children and inheritors of Octavia Butler.
Contents of Bloodchildren: Stories by the Octavia E. Butler Scholars, edited by Nisi Shawl
Introduction by Nalo Hopkinson
“Speech Sounds” by Octavia E. Butler
“Octavia Estelle Butler” by Vonda N. McIntyre
“My Love Will Never Die” by Christopher Caldwell
“Falling into the Earth” by Shweta Narayan
“Free Bird” by Caren Gussoff
“Impulse” by Mary Burroughs
“Dancing in the Shadow of the Once” by Rochita Loenen-Ruiz
“Légendaire.” by Kai Ashante Wilson
“Steal the Sky” by Erik Owomoyela
“/sit” by Jeremy Sim
“Re: Christmas, Bainbridge Island” by Dennis Y. Ginoza
“The Runner of n-Vamana” by Indrapramit Das
“The Salt Water African” by Lisa Bolekaja
(this post rearranged and expanded on the 16th January)
Karin Tidbeck’s Jagannath is awesome! Wow. Really really. Go check it out if you haven’t. Buy one for yourself and another for a friend. Because you’ll need to. I’ve clung to the advance review copy a friend kindly lent me – I didn’t know it released in November! So silly of me or I would have made a big whoop-di-doo about it then. I thought it was coming out beginning of this year. I’m giving the ARC back to my friend and eagerly awaiting my own copy in the mail. (The book, in the mail, that is, not me. Not yet anyway.) I’m displaying the cover on the sidebar because it impressed me that much.
Actually, while reading, savoring, and re-reading it I thought: this is what I want to write like. I’ve felt that way about Margo Lanagan and Theodora Goss. I am comfortable reading their stories – comfortable as in a gorgeous outfit that feels hand sewn to conform to my own unique body, as in fits perfectly, so much so that I might forget I was wearing any thing at all. And yet, many of these stories could be classified as “the weird” – they are set in places shifted one step to the left of our reality. Das Unheimliche is the perfect word to describe reading these authors. To create and straddle that divide, that balance, is talent. It is simply good writing, and it is honesty, and it is openness – it is courage.
Jagannath is an awesome collection of stories. Enchanting, weird, tender, surreal, through the mists, in your backyard, from childhood, through tomorrow, from sometime without time. Beautiful. Some read as myths solidified into story, into modern story where you can recognize things like a tv and a car and people in general. Some must be read through the mists of time and the boundary of reality. And despite the weirdness the characters act from their hearts, act with emotional honesty and truth that I could easily identify with them. That is an amazing stunt to pull off.
So thank you, Karin Tidbeck for giving me back my faith. Last winter (or the one before?) Cloud Atlas saved me. It brought me back from my depression, well, it gave me hope so I could climb out of my depression. I did feel that the novel had saved me. This winter, Jagannath saved me.
As to what I’ve been up to, writing and life-wise: Oh my. Let’s see, I’ve been sick as a dog, as they say, and finally into the second week I am feeling better. Thank goodness! But, wow!, that really kicked my arse.
Now that I’m up-right and feeling well enough to sit and think I’ve been revising the hell out of a short-story I’d written mid to late 2012. It’s a story I really like and I’m thrilled to see it shaping into something good. I was worried that my writing was crap to mediocre and that getting to anywhere near good was dreamland stuff or just really really theoretical.
02 December, 2012
Clarion West 2013 line-up
Also kept plugging away writing snippets and jotting down thoughts and lines and phrases, because who knows? Well some of those snippets and jottings turned into interesting things. I have started two more stories this way. And I’m enjoying them. Their tone, style, and format are completely different from each other. That’s interesting to me, too.
I’ve been enjoying writing! Again, that is. But it has been a loooong while. I tear up thinking about it. It makes me so happy. Oh, it was grim there for a while, folks. Trudged through grey (I finally remembered the AE is with an “e”, not an “a” like I always want to spell it) cold lifeless writer landscapes. So cold. Numb. Frost bite. It was bad. But the greyness and cold have lifted. I am interested in what I’m writing. I like writing. I – like – writing. I like what I’m writing. And that’s even better.
Q:What did you do over Thanksgiving break, little girl?
A:Read a book about a world embroiled in a holy war and the women kick just as much ass as the men, they even torture each other and didn’t wind up having sex like most stupid pretend women can kick ass novels or movies, and the people on this world use bugs and bug science to fuel their technology, and they have strict breeding regulations, and there’s even shape shifters and political inter-planetary intrigue. What did you do, sir?
I did finish reading Kameron Hurley’s novel God’s War sometime last week. Since times have been difficult for me, finishing anything feels like an accomplishment. So, yay. And I enjoyed Hurley’s world. You can read more about it on her website. And as the Q and A above mentions, there is awesome bug tech and plenty of kick-ass women. The planet has been devastated by war, all men are conscripted to fight at the front and few survive. Women fight as well, but the majority of the non-combat civilian world is populated by women. So women that do everything, because that’s who’s there to do anything.
I had read somewhere that part of the novel’s premise developed from her belief that women are no less aggressive or greedy than men, that any differences we may see are due to socialization. A world mostly populated by women would run about the same as one dominated by men. Also, Hurley is a trained boxer, and the boxing scenes in the novel resonate well with her first-hand knowledge. As someone who knows nothing of boxing, I was still able to follow the boxing scenes and enjoyed them as well. That’s good writing.
All in all, an engaging and fun read. Good pacing. Great world building. Hurley is a good writer who knows how to spin a tale and keep it interesting throughout. This novel does touch on the difficult subjects of racism, and wars and hate fueled by religious beliefs. Meta-wise, not a great book, I didn’t feel I’d learned something about human nature that I’d not seen before, I didn’t gain hope from the story. But I liked reading it. I really did. And the main character is a kick-ass woman. That’s a kind of hope, too, enjoyment.
That’s my short take on God’s War.
Ah, here it is, her post “Boys with babies and women with knives” in which Hurley disagrees with Ursula K. LeGuin about whether or not women have as much of a competitive nature as men. I only skimmed it, but would like to read it in more detail, and certainly discuss it with any of you who’d like to discuss such a thing.
[added 28 November – please see my post “deeper look at ‘God’s War’” for a more in depth review of the novel. Thanks!]
Today’s topics might seem unrelated. Here is how they connected for me today:
I perused the Wisconsin Book Festival schedule this morning to decide which programs to attend. Again. I’ve already circled events I’m interested in, written them down. But what if I overlooked a talk or an event? Perhaps I forgot to write one down, if I missed one I could have attended (I am taking off work to attend, I should make the most of it) that would be disappointing.
“You’re taking off work for the Book Festival?” ‘Yeah.’ “So, you’re really going to do this, then? Because if not, you should go drive and earn a little money.” ‘Yes, I guess I am doing this. I am.’ = conversation with myself in which I decide, again, that I will put my energies toward my writing.
I keep vacillating between deciding to write and giving up on my decision to write. Not exactly “giving up”… more a lack of self-confidence, a frustration at the difficulty I have in getting down on paper/screen the stories and images I need to express, and thoughts of ‘who am I kidding’. The first may have much to do with the last.
I defeat myself.
I waste how much energy on re-making the decision to pursue my writing? My indecision seems wasteful. Is it necessary?
What if I let myself write and accept that a) I am not very good at it, b) I will write plenty of crap (it’s part of the process), c) I will write anyway because I seem to like it and writing feels necessary, d) liking writing and feeling fulfilled by it are enough to justify my doing it, and e) I am slow and not terribly productive and that’s okay.
What if. What if I just wrote.
Here are some events I plan on attending at the Wisconsin Book Festival:
Create Dangerously: The Immigrant Artist at Work by Edwidge Danticat
Sat, Nov. 10 | 5:15PM – 6:30PM – Promenade Hall/Overture
“Edwidge Danticat was born in Haiti in 1969 and came to the United States when she was twelve years old. Acclaimed for the richness of her prose and her early success as a young writer, Danticat received a MacArthur Genius Grant in 2009. Interweaving the intensely private with the public sphere, Create Dangerously explores the often complicated — and sometimes painful — relationships artists have with the homelands they have left behind.”
Sex, Race and Class – The Perspective of Winning by Selma James
Fri, Nov. 9 | 7:30PM – Rainbow Bookstore Cooperative
“As the US elects the “President of the World”, hear from Selma James who has spent decades building the movement for change, starting with the needs of women & children.
In 1972 Selma James set out a new political perspective. Her starting point was the millions of unwaged women who, working in the home and on the land, were not seen as “workers” and their struggles viewed as outside of the class struggle. Based on her political training, on movement experience South and North, and on a respectful study of Marx, she redefined the working class to include sectors previously dismissed as ‘marginal.’
For James, the class struggle presents itself as the conflict between the reproduction and survival of the human race, and the domination of the market with its exploitation, wars, and ecological devastation. She sums up her strategy for change as ‘Invest in Caring Not Killing.'”
Jesse Lee was my (Creative Writing) senior thesis adviser at the UW-Madison!
The Silence of Lost Worlds presented by Jesse Lee Kercheval and Lewis Koch
Thu, Nov. 8 | 7:30PM – 9:00PM – MMoCA (Madison Museum of Contemp. Art)
“Accompanied by the flickering images of silent film footage, Jesse Lee Kercheval will read from Cinema Muto, a collection of poetry that brims with stirring images of cinema legends gone by and celebrates the tales of madness and adventure, drama and love so often left to decay in forgotten vaults. Poet and visual artist Lewis Koch will share phtographs [sic] and poetry from Bomber, a chance unwinding, a contemplative chapbook-collage of a World War II bomber crash site in remote Wyoming, offering a photo-poetic meditation on the futility of war, the collision of war and nature, and the importance of memory, grief, and healing.”
And of course I’ll attend this one!:
Discovering New Lands, Real and Imaginary presented by Sofia Samatar and José Barreiro
Sun, Nov. 11 | 4:00PM – 5:15PM – A Room of One’s Own Bookstore
“In Taíno José Barreiro travels back in time to imagine Columbus’ landing in the New World from the perspective of Guaikàn, a Taíno man who was adopted as Columbus’ ‘native son.’ Based on a true story, Barreiro’s Taíno penetrates the historical veil that still enshrines the “discovery” of America. In Sofia Samatar’s debut fantasy novel, A Stranger in Olondria, Jevick the pepper merchant’s son travels from his home in a non-literate land and discovers the power of the written word. Pulled drastically off-course he becomes haunted by the ghost of an illiterate girl who challenges his understanding of art and life, home and exile and the seduction of language on the page.”
Five days of of all things books, including various bookmaking demonstrations at Anthology :
Slinky Bookmaking Demonstration, Thursday Nov. 8 at 4pm, Finding the Not-So-Lost Art of Bookmaking: Artists’ Reception, Friday Nov. 9 at 5pm, and Make & Take Your Own Pop-Up Book, Sunday Nov. 11 at 3 pm.
Storytelling, inspiration, joy, wonder, enchantment…. books! Books! A festival of books. Wow!