My New Yorker arrived today–and I noticed it was curiously fat. Was this a special theme issue? Nope. So what then, was the cause of the issue’s extra breadth?
An insert–detailing The New Yorker Festival, a parade of literati and readings and book signings and discussions and oh my! A pang of wist ran through my body. Ahhhh, New York.
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Or you could just go visit during the fest 🙂
Uh-huh! Do it!
As a matter of fact, Im moving to Manhattan in two weeks!!! and I am desperately looking for a safe and affordable place to live, and friendly roommates too, Help!!!
Randa and ChaEsq: yep, it has dawned on me to go Manhattan! But–my schedule isn’t going to allow it for a few weeks. 😦
Sally: lucky you!
Yabbut how could they schedule all those fabulous writers at the same time? How do you pick? Not that I’m going…. But yeah, I saw that and had a little pang.
There’s always LitQuake. But LQ won’t have Edward P. Jones.
Leila: which is why Manhattan/NYC is so fabulous! To have to choose–is such a delicious dilemma. They have sooo many writers, other than Edward P. Jones who won’t be at Litquake: like JEFFREY EUGENIDES! And Junot Diaz, Annie Proulx, Jhumpa Lahiri…! and Sigur Ros! (I know, Sigur Ros is not a writer–but Sigur Ros is one of my FAVORITE bands).