tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57827893721974440352024-02-07T16:07:32.542-08:00The Small Desk Press BlogSmall Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-87782604275422675522010-11-27T10:24:00.000-08:002010-11-27T10:27:30.801-08:00A Novella is Born: Come Help Us Celebrate the Release of Monster Party by Lizzy Acker! Dec. 11, 7pm, Amnesia, S.F!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmrp_olYFOgLKeq4auOkfj3aDADgtqs110X33yAd1tRZnC_ODQwqXpDOnux1EgFlYx2dnAJOzpld8OUTWTHzcmn9DHPcjdbPA_4BcKhnco8rCDDg5haCp4B4snen8tJgO1G7zUHY6fHlzy/s1600/flier.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544297549450485170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmrp_olYFOgLKeq4auOkfj3aDADgtqs110X33yAd1tRZnC_ODQwqXpDOnux1EgFlYx2dnAJOzpld8OUTWTHzcmn9DHPcjdbPA_4BcKhnco8rCDDg5haCp4B4snen8tJgO1G7zUHY6fHlzy/s400/flier.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Small Desk Press is excited to announce the release of<br /><br /><br /><br />Monster Party<br /><br />by Lizzy Acker<br /><br /><br /><br />Please come celebrate at the book’s launch party!<br /><br />When: Saturday, December 11th 7:00 PM<br /><br />Where: Amnesia, 853 Valencia Street, San Francisco<br /><br />With readings by Jim Nelson, Anisse Gross, Adam Moskowitz, Marisa Crawford, and the author.<br /><br /><br /><br />For more information or to buy the book, visit smalldeskpress.com<br /><br />Or contact the editors at info@smalldeskpress.com<br /><br />To view the Facebook invite click here:Monster Party Book Launch<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Praise for Monster Party:<br /><br /><br /><br />“I remember the first time I read Irvine Welsh and thinking ‘my god, how does this guy do it?’ Meaning, not only write with the terrible awful beauty he does, but also how does he go on living if he knows this stuff? I felt a similar thing when I finished reading Lizzy Acker’s MONSTER PARTY: How does she do it? Write that way and keep on keeping on even after she knows this horrible life stuff? This book is the real deal – with a voice that is true and truly its own, characters mushing towards and away from each other in pathetic, funny, wounded human, fucked-up ways that will break whatever is left of your tired heart.” - Rebecca Brown, The Gifts of the Body<br /><br /><br /><br />“If there is a genre called Southern Gothic, shouldn’t there be a genre called Northwest Abjection? And voila! here is a shining example. Lizzy Acker’s novella seems awkward, unresolved, and right, like she’s some kind of corn-fed Zen mistress, imminence pouring like daylight into her intolerable fables of life’s hilarious randomness. Meanwhile, the search for love and perhaps most importantly the attempt to somehow get through the day twist emotions and plotlines. What a wonderful book!”<br /><br />- Robert Glück, Jack the Modernist<br /><br /><br /><br />“Lizzy Acker’s Monster Party is a rager of vulnerable tomboy bravado. This is the girl who you want holding back your hair at the end of the night, totally in touch with the ridiculous sickness of life – all its sad absurdity, useless longings, flares of courage and derring-do. There’s a goofy punch of love fist-kissing the the heart of this book, bruising its tough poetry with melancholy humor. Totally awesome.” - Michelle Tea, Valencia<br /></div>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-19234309933018282312010-11-27T09:58:00.000-08:002010-11-27T10:23:55.593-08:00Sarah Fran Wisby -- Litseen's "Best SF Reading of the Week"<a href="http://wewhoareabouttodie.com/2010/11/07/litseen-presents-the-best-sf-reading-of-the-week-12/"><span style="color:#000066;">Read Full Review Here<br /></span></a><br /><object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=16325479&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=1&color=&fullscreen=1&autoplay=0&loop=0"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=16325479&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=1&color=&fullscreen=1&autoplay=0&loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/16325479">Sarah Wisby » Kaleidoscope Reading Series</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user2811703">Evan Karp</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.</p>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-18329510265899642182010-09-23T23:20:00.000-07:002010-09-23T23:36:06.275-07:00Small Desk Press Wants You to Like Literature Again<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGP-qY9zIXkkScgl8FPd-SRMu-7bMQTtI8SRhsFT55uUKK_IjmRQIaPBgl8-936BIG9ITdIHLzdrYJf5qzO0wICD-3c1eP1bfXOk_Us9gYa9Keo_UnABQgRe3uyefxbOFEIJ4a3vdCfVbu/s1600/Darth+Vader+Brita.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGP-qY9zIXkkScgl8FPd-SRMu-7bMQTtI8SRhsFT55uUKK_IjmRQIaPBgl8-936BIG9ITdIHLzdrYJf5qzO0wICD-3c1eP1bfXOk_Us9gYa9Keo_UnABQgRe3uyefxbOFEIJ4a3vdCfVbu/s320/Darth+Vader+Brita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520365079507717202" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br />SMALL DESK PRESS WANTS YOU TO LIKE LITERATURE AGAIN. I MEAN, NOT LIKE YOU EVER STOPPED, BUT WE WANT YOU TO REALLY LIKE IT. WE ALSO WANT YOU TO FEEL ALIVE, TO ACT CRAZY, TO APPRECIATE BODIES AND TOILET HUMOR, TO MAKE ART, TO FORM WEIRD CONSPIRACIES THAT PLOT THE OVERTHROW OF SOMETHING UGLY, TO SIT QUIETLY AND LISTEN IN A TIME WHEN LISTENING IS NOT REALLY IN FASHION. COME OUT AND SEE OUR AUTHORS READ. YOU WON'T REGRET IT OR YOU MIGHT REGRET IT, BUT THEN YOU HAVE PROBLEMS THAT MERE LITERATURE ALONE CANNOT REPAIR.<br /><br />SARAH FRAN WISBY<br />ALI LAWRENCE<br />DUSTIN HERON<br />LIZZY ACKER<br />& JEANNINE HALL GAILEY<br /><br />OCTOBER 9TH AT 6 PM. ADOBE<br />BOOKS, 3166 16TH ST, SF, CA</span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-24024235220773788162010-09-23T23:03:00.000-07:002010-09-23T23:20:20.142-07:00Jeannine Hall Gailey Wins the Lizzy Acker Monster Poetry Contest!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsM51TgecOCuWcYe7VBMkjCwJIAYTSKSIpt54U4cdZoiLNFTpw_UEyVPqJ4S3Ux-C9zzrL5OclKvxRVzXd6QpmpwR0jsLK6PwDMkuhS_asPnnG91plI-ZrXKDuzgcSbUkttjApNGetP0aK/s1600/Monster+Poetry+Contest+Winner.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsM51TgecOCuWcYe7VBMkjCwJIAYTSKSIpt54U4cdZoiLNFTpw_UEyVPqJ4S3Ux-C9zzrL5OclKvxRVzXd6QpmpwR0jsLK6PwDMkuhS_asPnnG91plI-ZrXKDuzgcSbUkttjApNGetP0aK/s320/Monster+Poetry+Contest+Winner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520360399691222290" border="0" /></a><br />Read Jeannine Hall Gailey's winning poem, "They Are Not Regenerating," at <span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://wewhoareabouttodie.com/2010/09/02/lizzy-acker-monster-poetry-award-winner-is-jeannine-hall/">We Who Are About to Die</a></span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-71491081418488348522010-08-27T19:01:00.000-07:002010-08-27T19:21:26.944-07:00Matt Rohrer Interviews Matt Rohrer about Small Desk Press, but calls himself Melissa Broder<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKt3aQNcrd0CEMgvzb_2TwtNZCIv94Ckl_04rtkbxmkv0WJ4sc7j731pcxpG1Q3PQLw8ZeN26PeBVsfEEQKueLy84STM7vtXnSeoHeOKHUkYqxzAYCXdnHMequ4OziJQDECMseuXxoWMSo/s1600/lizzybookcoverwwatd.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKt3aQNcrd0CEMgvzb_2TwtNZCIv94Ckl_04rtkbxmkv0WJ4sc7j731pcxpG1Q3PQLw8ZeN26PeBVsfEEQKueLy84STM7vtXnSeoHeOKHUkYqxzAYCXdnHMequ4OziJQDECMseuXxoWMSo/s320/lizzybookcoverwwatd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510279457609547682" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><br />Get the real scoop on how Small Desk Press was started, the kind of writing we look for, and how we make the world a little brighter for unpublished consecrators of poop at<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><a href="http://wewhoareabouttodie.com/2010/08/26/we-who-are-small-desk-press/">We Who Are About to Die</a></span><br /></div><br /><a href="http://wewhoareabouttodie.com/"><span></span></a> <div id="description"> </div><!--end description--><div id="content" class="pad"><div id="post-6552" class="post-6552 post type-post hentry category-lit category-san-francisco category-small-press"><div class="entry clear"><div class="snap_preview"><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p> <p><span style="text-decoration: underline;"> </span></p> <p><strong>M: What do you look for in a potential Small Desk Press book besides a hairy author?</strong></p> <p>Our authors are not usually terribly hairy so it’s funny that you mention that. We like stuff that is taboo and raw and gutsy in terms of content and/or form. I’m a sucker for writing about sex and blood and poop and death and all that bodily stuff. We also tend to publish work that’s not perfectly polished: that has raw emotional content and maybe a few sloppy lines. Sometimes we work a lot on a manuscript with an author if we feel like it could be better, which is something that takes a lot of time but I think this goes along with our mission of publishing emerging writers. Sometimes we publish work as is. It’s also nice to publish people who you think you might like to work with. You end up communicating a lot with a person who you publish. Luckily the people we’ve published are all pretty cool, but I can’t imagine how much it would suck to publish someone who was a jerk. And we all know people who are great writers and total jerks.</p></div></div></div></div>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-13089184020608819782010-07-29T19:05:00.000-07:002010-07-29T19:12:32.145-07:00Monster Poetry Contest -- Last Chance to Submit!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvHjtySzsO4_yD1q_LKp6sIY9jO9UzUWzmz_5Dn0m9JfuolJqj8QngMs49ovf7KEhq7JEx_yz1xHxRdRV-QlMbRZXYjpAuVR6LSGU4Wz67G2fTshLoV93K5XOtxuojh31Uf5YMQ7dt81h/s1600/45.+cookie+monster.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvHjtySzsO4_yD1q_LKp6sIY9jO9UzUWzmz_5Dn0m9JfuolJqj8QngMs49ovf7KEhq7JEx_yz1xHxRdRV-QlMbRZXYjpAuVR6LSGU4Wz67G2fTshLoV93K5XOtxuojh31Uf5YMQ7dt81h/s320/45.+cookie+monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499516278851540082" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Your last chance to submit your work to the <span style="font-style: italic;">LIZZY ACKER MONSTER POETRY CONTEST </span>is THIS SUNDAY, so please get on it!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">The contest winner will receive a free catalog of all Small Desk Press titles – including <i>Monster Party</i> when it's released this fall – plus publication on <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://wewhoareabouttodie.com/" target="_blank">http://wewhoareabouttodie.com/</a>. </span><http: com=""><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Please send submissions to </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" ><a href="mailto:contest@smalldeskpress.com" style="font-weight: inherit; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 104, 207); cursor: pointer;">contest@smalldeskpress.com</a><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> by August 1st, 2010, and write "Lizzy Acker Monster Poetry Submission" in the subject line. Please include a cover page with ONLY the title of the poem. The winner will be notified by email.</span></span></span></http:></span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-56842662984279958422010-06-26T08:49:00.000-07:002010-06-26T08:58:47.310-07:00What I Kind of Liked About You . . . .<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIS95RDjY8OjR_5KZvrh_dBNp84lcAjnpvyYRcLvHo_oXFRKMxTOuVO2pUp9OK_63iq5xuGS_C_XdWrI3bK2GHUFa4trKcyUhJW9zumIi63HZ-o7XoV1Jh3ZzEv4XqZX0W9IOQKjaGKsPj/s1600/Jacob+Evan%27s+Blog.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIS95RDjY8OjR_5KZvrh_dBNp84lcAjnpvyYRcLvHo_oXFRKMxTOuVO2pUp9OK_63iq5xuGS_C_XdWrI3bK2GHUFa4trKcyUhJW9zumIi63HZ-o7XoV1Jh3ZzEv4XqZX0W9IOQKjaGKsPj/s320/Jacob+Evan%27s+Blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487112379393070130" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Small Desk Press book designer and founding member Jacob Evans is posting great stuff over at <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://whatikindoflikedaboutyou.tumblr.com/"><span style="font-style: italic;">What I Kind of Liked About You</span></a>, wherein all posts begin with the line "What I kind of liked about you . . . ." as in "What I kind of liked about you was the vomit of information, the barf of language, always coming out of you . . ." Imagine the possibilities . . . . .<br /><br />Jacob lives in Hanoi, where he teaches English and rides a Russian motorcycle.Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-86706859580390039522010-06-01T14:18:00.000-07:002010-06-01T14:27:37.170-07:00Poetry Reading this Thursday -- Marisa Crawford, Britta Austin, and Others<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7H_OGH0ueGqU3zCXHoP7e2cQV9VVsBc4WMH4r3npS4Sf9xiAXjzTg43jNcPNva2VPBFuO0LFUXVQeaZrlUI3f0QcKLH7XzQX0AsXzPWpMfZ5K8mNkn2V7eE0PWi0KiZRhZHFGvG5Ydifn/s1600/Haunted+House_FINAL_12-16-09.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7H_OGH0ueGqU3zCXHoP7e2cQV9VVsBc4WMH4r3npS4Sf9xiAXjzTg43jNcPNva2VPBFuO0LFUXVQeaZrlUI3f0QcKLH7XzQX0AsXzPWpMfZ5K8mNkn2V7eE0PWi0KiZRhZHFGvG5Ydifn/s320/Haunted+House_FINAL_12-16-09.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477919677493586882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx5Pa7GD2dCbLhaESD8c3YQ4afY6CPPkH4KCgDQiY8cpsJTYkTEDfYVt4m3nMTGt32s02mQq_7f2JrfNPT5kwx1tNU3tbbaExWAilARTBPDeOnVM51N5lQp6ggi83sv1ip-_RNEFyuICbx/s1600/resized_phau_artifacts_cover.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx5Pa7GD2dCbLhaESD8c3YQ4afY6CPPkH4KCgDQiY8cpsJTYkTEDfYVt4m3nMTGt32s02mQq_7f2JrfNPT5kwx1tNU3tbbaExWAilARTBPDeOnVM51N5lQp6ggi83sv1ip-_RNEFyuICbx/s320/resized_phau_artifacts_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477919180785779970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Date: Thursday, June 3, 2010<br />Time: 7:00pm - 9:30pm<br />Location: Dog-Eared Books<br />Street: 900 Valencia Street @ 20th<br />City/Town: San Francisco<br /><br />An event celebrating the release of </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >The Haunted House</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> (Marisa Crawford) & </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >Artifacts</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> (Britta Austin)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />Featuring readings by:<br /><br />Britta Austin<br />Marisa Crawford<br />Claire Kiefer<br />Geraldine Kim<br /><br />Starts at 7PM<br />There will be wine, snacks & paperbacks.<br />We hope to see you there!<br /><br />***********************<br /><br />Britta Austin grew up on a retired farm in the Pacific Northwest, where she studied the fine arts of tree fort building, river wading, and chicken herding. She now lives in San Francisco where she tends to her small family of old manual typewriters and bikes about town admiring street trees and dreaming of the forest. Her first book, Artifacts, was released from Watchword Press in January 2010.<br /><br />Marisa Crawford is the author of The Haunted House from Switchback Books. Her poems have also appeared in Shampoo, Action, Yes, Invisible Ear, Glitterpony and Parthenon West. She received her MFA from San Francisco State University and lives in San Francisco where she works as a copywriter and sometimes teaches high school students about poetry and feminism.<br /><br />Claire Kiefer was born and raised in Georgia, but has been living and teaching in San Francisco for six years. She earned her MFA in Poetry from San Francisco State University in 2007, taught creative writing at San Quentin State Prison for several years, and now teaches children of incarcerated parents at Balboa High School.<br /><br />Geraldine Kim is the author of Povel (Fence Books, 2005) which was featured in the Believer and Village Voice's top 25 books of the year. She also wrote the play Donning Cheadle, which was produced in San Francisco. She has been published in Kitchen Sink, Big Bell, 2nd Avenue, 14 Hills, and others.</span></span></span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-13686619324321257982010-06-01T14:03:00.000-07:002010-06-01T14:18:29.479-07:00The Lunatic is in the Mall<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVdWyOEneOY3ZBLrJh7hYSu3H1furNoliHJoPls8YxfTxCKVbjpO5fTNoJx7dM2VqhnAF1-fQ9PsRrGQ0dSl63Pl6O8dcxGfnQkWbGw2tZRHuStzZQiqCNQeKZGHI3wP9l7139o4LM3VIx/s1600/fashion+blog+post+032.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVdWyOEneOY3ZBLrJh7hYSu3H1furNoliHJoPls8YxfTxCKVbjpO5fTNoJx7dM2VqhnAF1-fQ9PsRrGQ0dSl63Pl6O8dcxGfnQkWbGw2tZRHuStzZQiqCNQeKZGHI3wP9l7139o4LM3VIx/s320/fashion+blog+post+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477916800602092946" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Marisa Crawford <a href="http://ironingboardcollective.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-brick-in-mall.html"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">revisits her teen angst</span> </a>when she stumbles upon a Pink Floyd tank top at Forever 21.<br /><br />"Lyrics like 'Mother, should I trust the government?' screamed at me from my t-shirt and my stereo simultaneously while I laid in my bed, thinking about how totally fucked up society was. <span style=""> </span>This exploration of deep, dark emotions often was not pretty: it sometimes went hand-in-hand with depression, eating issues, drugs and a slew of other self-abusive behaviors. And in some ways, I feel insulted to be offered re-entry into an emotionally charged adolescent world where I first learned to question the status quo via a $15 Pink Floyd tank top."<br /><br />Read all about it at <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://ironingboardcollective.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-brick-in-mall.html"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Ironing Board Collective</span></a>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-56350252561682869502010-05-21T13:55:00.000-07:002010-05-21T14:10:16.455-07:00Quote of the Week -- Dickinson<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDAiIjnwFGwAZmSGt0laZ_P_-BVJV8uewXZNu0ZsVbi0-TzYvviC2Z0V7xzbG1flqjviNck54cq5sKnarWhsYyN4XS4jMkKA8CXBUfTVMA8YuRHMKz-ladk3dBk6bBm2zd7E5R6mvQb0cW/s1600/calvin-aghast-3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDAiIjnwFGwAZmSGt0laZ_P_-BVJV8uewXZNu0ZsVbi0-TzYvviC2Z0V7xzbG1flqjviNck54cq5sKnarWhsYyN4XS4jMkKA8CXBUfTVMA8YuRHMKz-ladk3dBk6bBm2zd7E5R6mvQb0cW/s320/calvin-aghast-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473833496328314482" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />Faith is a fine invention<br />When Gentlemen can <span style="font-style: italic;">see </span>--<br />But <span style="font-style: italic;">microscopes </span>are prudent<br />in an emergency<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Emily Dickinson #185</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-70724332139755804232010-05-11T15:31:00.000-07:002010-05-11T20:10:26.211-07:00LIZZY ACKER MONSTER POETRY CONTEST!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4lHh85S-ry8JhvJJAjwWPbqnIJHyuu71J1sPHQSdd49t8FkJ2ufnFEKMiO-WXRO1sTCURpqGjScTd1CX_qDYlRPLr_Z76wh_JiUnjUtaUwQhuhUpsGRIXvLox1fgfn_2ARF-eRsQjMPsd/s1600/45.+cookie+monster.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4lHh85S-ry8JhvJJAjwWPbqnIJHyuu71J1sPHQSdd49t8FkJ2ufnFEKMiO-WXRO1sTCURpqGjScTd1CX_qDYlRPLr_Z76wh_JiUnjUtaUwQhuhUpsGRIXvLox1fgfn_2ARF-eRsQjMPsd/s320/45.+cookie+monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470215601048504210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Lizzy Acker Monster Poetry Contest</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Judge: Lizzy Acker</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Are there monsters in your closet? Or under your bed? Do you see them when you close your eyes? Do you love them?<br /><br />In celebration of the upcoming release of Lizzy Acker's <i>Monster Party</i>, Small Desk Press is thrilled (and terrified) to present the Monster Poetry Contest.<br /><br />Send us a poem about monsters: think Frankenstein, Loch Ness, serial killers, childhood nightmares, the REM album, The Aileen Wuornos movie, etc., etc., etc.<br /><br />The contest winner will receive a free catalog of all Small Desk Press titles – including <i>Monster Party</i> when it's released this fall – plus publication on <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://wewhoareabouttodie.com/" target="_blank">http://wewhoareabouttodie.com/</a>. <http: com=""><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Please send submissions to </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;" ><a href="mailto:contest@smalldeskpress.com" style="font-weight: inherit; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 104, 207); cursor: pointer;">contest@smalldeskpress.com</a><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> by August 1st, 2010, and write "Lizzy Acker Monster Poetry Submission" in the subject line. Please include a cover page with ONLY the title of the poem. The winner will be notified by email.</span></span></http:></span></div>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-12098261291898451702010-05-11T15:22:00.000-07:002010-05-11T15:31:19.929-07:00Quote of the Week -- Dostoevsky<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiePYGGOJpYTZYYz6NckZJ4ksYJ0b4DvDX-PguFSLXDrKx4RhGvHM_DjSe7yh2uz7F4JpCNrA7Ixn_73LNwD3WP9tug-dq3RZpOQ0rKP_qAOFN0BmH6f8S3pBfW7Qh-Mjp4x6BM8aU5xHTd/s1600/eating+monks.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiePYGGOJpYTZYYz6NckZJ4ksYJ0b4DvDX-PguFSLXDrKx4RhGvHM_DjSe7yh2uz7F4JpCNrA7Ixn_73LNwD3WP9tug-dq3RZpOQ0rKP_qAOFN0BmH6f8S3pBfW7Qh-Mjp4x6BM8aU5xHTd/s320/eating+monks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470141892722574130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />" . . . every reality, even though it has its unalterable laws, is almost always difficult to believe and improbable, and sometimes, indeed, the more real it is the more improbable it is."<br /><br />"But could he eat sixty monks?" they asked, laughing round him.<br /><br />"He didn't eat them all at once, that's evident. But if he consumed them in the course of fifteen or twenty years, it is perfectly comprehensible and natural . . . . . ."<br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><br />from <span style="font-style: italic;">The Idiot </span>by Fyodor Dostoevsky<br />Part 3, Lebedev's drunken rant, p. 346<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-72114129885312443802010-05-08T10:53:00.000-07:002010-05-08T10:54:18.619-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Out3reV8Jbtn0cJgbC7Chq2zVkVMhORiE7Q7ss1yYGXRHgO5u4pP5uxChgSIEfj0LMOPNA3CcuWzQC06Dg8L0KEEz5pp6rxKS4eK78P1GVeGB3pOafF1D_tW5RDMvEe2YpSagc39W2-i/s1600/Viva+Loss.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Out3reV8Jbtn0cJgbC7Chq2zVkVMhORiE7Q7ss1yYGXRHgO5u4pP5uxChgSIEfj0LMOPNA3CcuWzQC06Dg8L0KEEz5pp6rxKS4eK78P1GVeGB3pOafF1D_tW5RDMvEe2YpSagc39W2-i/s320/Viva+Loss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468958935533600610" border="0" /></a>Our authors are tougher than yours.Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-58846583521880143382010-04-20T13:17:00.000-07:002010-04-20T13:23:34.215-07:00First Annual Small Desk Press Fest!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-RfpXaHIAbHkCY-KwxeuhZsznfBUemr3mYdvvhvVm-jT34PwT8LfQO7rr5YOXDkq7HXAgMHmSWo8UpB51lz8r6SL9xcLuvZ0nUbYpHkmhV-yzN22rqlwqvVFfNLAlY9zNTdLFI5vscZl/s1600/poetry+cartoon.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-RfpXaHIAbHkCY-KwxeuhZsznfBUemr3mYdvvhvVm-jT34PwT8LfQO7rr5YOXDkq7HXAgMHmSWo8UpB51lz8r6SL9xcLuvZ0nUbYpHkmhV-yzN22rqlwqvVFfNLAlY9zNTdLFI5vscZl/s320/poetry+cartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462317878529368258" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />Friday April 30th at Adobe Books 7:30 pm</span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />Readings by the folks who run Small Desk Press and Lizzy Acker, the author of our forthcoming book, </span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Monster Party</span>! Wine, snacks, and hacky sacks. Free! Come listen to the voices of our generation, support Small Desk Press, buy a book, and enjoy the evening.<br /><br />Readings by:</span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />Corry Seibert<br />Lizzy Acker<br />Marisa Crawford<br />Matt L. Rohrer<br />Max Farber<br />Michael McCarrin<br />Tim Willcutts<br /><br />3166 16th Street<br />(at Albion St)<br />San Francisco, CA 94103<br />(415) 864-3936</span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-87133965720951662202010-04-07T21:05:00.000-07:002010-04-07T21:16:14.941-07:00COME VISIT US AT THE AWP CONFERENCE!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-zpimknoGlmR4QS0MfXIzZ3p3dRU21SY7CAZZFbUFG6LXGX-Y_DWyeaUZbJo-Atg9UvrKsmZC6p3ijRJndYTz9Kwg346d09tBx-lONe1M1KyliHpKA52gtPaQ6n3cQ7oTFWzto_LHtUt8/s1600/new-awp-logo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-zpimknoGlmR4QS0MfXIzZ3p3dRU21SY7CAZZFbUFG6LXGX-Y_DWyeaUZbJo-Atg9UvrKsmZC6p3ijRJndYTz9Kwg346d09tBx-lONe1M1KyliHpKA52gtPaQ6n3cQ7oTFWzto_LHtUt8/s320/new-awp-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457613978875795890" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />Small Desk Press will be at the AWP conference tomorrow (Thurs., 4/8) in Denver, sharing table 017 with Invisible Ear, Agnes Fox Press, Skein, and Minutes Books. Come on By!</span><br /><br />If you need to pump yourself up a bit, watch this audiovisual interpretation of Gertrude Stein's <span style="font-style: italic;">Tender Buttons </span>--<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V53DU3IEzRc&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V53DU3IEzRc&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-51580640994435707472010-03-29T19:20:00.000-07:002010-03-29T19:22:23.337-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq_InMrYenI0GKZ9X8s1Y9TTEbCB4JWDNe-BJgFm9DsnJTAYXMRFmGY3_KG-EZRe4A764bSmTl1ST2m1Iw1pgd_ZNuoKVqdfUMMZsg6xnhVdKxqxQFIL0VssH-u-NW4A6AzTNpl0pdsGZU/s1600/Golden+West+Service.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq_InMrYenI0GKZ9X8s1Y9TTEbCB4JWDNe-BJgFm9DsnJTAYXMRFmGY3_KG-EZRe4A764bSmTl1ST2m1Iw1pgd_ZNuoKVqdfUMMZsg6xnhVdKxqxQFIL0VssH-u-NW4A6AzTNpl0pdsGZU/s320/Golden+West+Service.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454246549997500194" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Matt Rohrer's band's new Ep is available for download at <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://goldenwestservice.blogspot.com/2010/01/httpwww.html" target="_blank">www.goldenwestservice.blogspot.com</a>!</span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-72646017498548026102010-03-28T13:52:00.000-07:002010-03-28T14:39:05.708-07:00SDP at the 2010 AWP Conference in Denver<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqAJCgG_SCxQxxa-CxJ1HaKFYuDzHkdVi6LUnSFXOajnvV6uPS0Gt-GQn74NGcdTSOuwG2VgJ820kXntsWPOdUvrSooWfJpFq28smfUBBbLoc7w_d_rmXeqDcxx9pkORYpdNsAkKqkkHFz/s1600/book+people.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqAJCgG_SCxQxxa-CxJ1HaKFYuDzHkdVi6LUnSFXOajnvV6uPS0Gt-GQn74NGcdTSOuwG2VgJ820kXntsWPOdUvrSooWfJpFq28smfUBBbLoc7w_d_rmXeqDcxx9pkORYpdNsAkKqkkHFz/s320/book+people.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453792957430281330" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Small Desk Press will have a table at the <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://www.awpwriter.org/conference/index.php">Association of Writers & Writing Program's (AWP) annual conference</a>, which takes place in Denver this year, April 7 - 10.<br /><br /><br />Come stop by our table, say hi to Matt Rohrer and Marisa Crawford, and check out our books!</span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-91247367029028045662010-03-28T13:44:00.000-07:002010-03-28T14:38:18.316-07:00Review of Marisa Crawford's Haunted House in SF Examiner<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8vdxbm1oD4GScrIn1v8ywiHNUg8drGi0rfwqA0DKKi2tGkMA2SYOkldhMcjse0m-F0WleGqgqbzpfswj6RbQ23oTIyKLP1L7DVUY96sbkgTYBSMckkwEOUlGtTojhmfCRAqkqLuDZlhkJ/s1600/Haunted+House.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8vdxbm1oD4GScrIn1v8ywiHNUg8drGi0rfwqA0DKKi2tGkMA2SYOkldhMcjse0m-F0WleGqgqbzpfswj6RbQ23oTIyKLP1L7DVUY96sbkgTYBSMckkwEOUlGtTojhmfCRAqkqLuDZlhkJ/s320/Haunted+House.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453797254773676770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />LJ Moore Writes, <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://www.examiner.com/examiner/x-31054-SF-Books-Examiner%7Ey2010m1d12-Every-Letter-is-a-Love-Letter-a-review-of-The-Haunted-House-by-Marisa-Crawford?cid=sharing_twitter:31054">"Crawford’s book is a softly shocking, sensory-waking collection of elegiac poems about childhood and young-adult friendships and how that not-adult, not-child changeling time is when we view ourselves and each other with the deepest acuity. Her free-verse poems are driven by a disarming combination of humor, true affection for her subjects, and a slightly off-kilter sense of the eerie quality of the everyday. There are tastes, scents, touches, thoughts, gut-feelings, knowings, voices: images so rich they cast a shadow over the now."</a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Read post below for details on next week's book release party (April 2nd at the Space Gallery in S.F)</span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-46993059694399329572010-03-28T09:38:00.001-07:002010-03-28T14:51:27.686-07:00Book Release Party for Marisa Crawford's The Haunted House<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMC17wJsUPmJqjB89Wp2Dm3kTXv7i44rWttSachgUvFr8d34ub6y3jOz-OH5QtOYL-i_frlI1EjsZOBzW1-o1vzmjN_1znho1P94irmxQFVjG37zoC9uay6GJI0WLaVvz1Wb19rwInCzRE/s1600/ouija-board-movie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMC17wJsUPmJqjB89Wp2Dm3kTXv7i44rWttSachgUvFr8d34ub6y3jOz-OH5QtOYL-i_frlI1EjsZOBzW1-o1vzmjN_1znho1P94irmxQFVjG37zoC9uay6GJI0WLaVvz1Wb19rwInCzRE/s320/ouija-board-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453800122998448834" border="0" /></a><br />SDP Associate Editor Marisa Crawford's debut collection of poetry, <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://switchbackbooks.com/hauntedhouse.html"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Haunted House</span></a>, hits bookshelves next week. Friends, family, and fans are gathering at the <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://www.spacegallerysf.com/">Space Gallery</a> next Friday, April 2 to celebrate. Please come and join us! There will be drinks, snacks, cupcakes, and <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">OUIJA BOARDS!</span> Also,<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> </span><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJaYuejjdk8">dancing</a>.<div><br /></div><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size:12pt;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And Readings by:</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Marisa Crawford<br />Chrissy Anderson-Zavala<br />LJ Moore<br />Lizzy Acker<br />Matt L. Rohrer<br />Seth Landman</span></span><div style="text-indent: 0in ! important;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br />When: Friday, April 2nd at 7:30pm</span></div><div><div style="text-indent: 0in ! important;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Where: Space Gallery, 1141 Polk Street, San Francisco</span></div></div><div><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">$10 suggested donation gets you a copy of the book. (What a steal!)<br />21+</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />About the book:<br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/7549885-the-haunted-house"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Haunted House</span></a> was selected by Denise Duhamel as the winner of the 2008 Gatewood Prize, and will be released by Switchback Books on April 1st. For more information, go to <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://switchbackbooks.com/hauntedhouse.html">switchbackbooks.com/hauntedhouse.html</a></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />"This poetry is the unholy and inevitable spawn of Emily Dickinson and Judy Blume. And it's a sugar high. Enter and enjoy the rush."<br />– Arielle Greenberg<br /><br />"What's a new book of poetry without a prom parade of ghosts and girlfriends, joyrides with monsters, poems that offer up humor with your thrills, language so sharp it chills, and lines that will make you stop dead in your tracks? 'If heaven was a house, what bone structure.' It's scary how good this is."<br />-- Toni Mirosevich<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">To view the event page on Facebook:<br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=350986294818"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=3509862948</span>18</a><br /><br />For more on <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">OUIJA BOARDS</span>, watch this:<br /><br /><object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJXOvzpea9U&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJXOvzpea9U&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-57547840190992587752010-02-24T13:26:00.000-08:002010-03-28T14:44:02.691-07:00SF Examiner Praises SDP and Spotlights Our Forthcoming Title, MONSTER PARTY!LJ Moore writes, <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://www.examiner.com/x-31054-SF-Books-Examiner%7Ey2010m2d23-Bay-area-small-presses-series-part-one-Small-Desk-Press?cid=examiner-email">"Small Desk’s fourth title, <em>Monster Party</em>, by Lizzy Acker — a collection of short works centered around a girl navigating her relationships with men and characterized by a boundless, fantastical imagination and sarcastic wit— is forthcoming in Summer/Fall 2010."</a>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-43312415380677965652010-02-17T13:17:00.000-08:002010-02-17T13:28:09.203-08:00Small Desk Press Featured in SF Examiner<span style="font-style: italic;">Examiner </span>book critic LJ Moore is writing a series of articles on Bay Area small presses this month, and Small Desk Press is at the top of her list. Check out her <a href="http://www.examiner.com/examiner/x-31054-SF-Books-Examiner%7Ey2010m2d17-A-small-press-primer-introduction-to-a-series-on-Bay-Area-small-presses"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">small press primer</span></a>, published today.<br /><br />LJ writes, <a href="http://www.examiner.com/examiner/x-31054-SF-Books-Examiner%7Ey2010m2d17-A-small-press-primer-introduction-to-a-series-on-Bay-Area-small-presses">"There are a lot more writers (and good ones) than can ever win the profit-making trophy, or dance naked on the head of a ballpoint pen. Contrary to the dog-eat-dog idea that there is only enough public attention span for a couple of literary darlings at a time, small publishers feel that there is enough love to go around, especially for the amazing writing that is being generated by unknowns everywhere."</a><br /><br />Word.Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-3944076216055779792010-01-15T13:12:00.000-08:002010-01-15T13:22:22.753-08:00Improvements to the Small Desk Press Website<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">We've been working on a major overhaul of the <a href="http://www.smalldeskpress.com/">web page</a>, with the goal of making something that better showcases our authors' work, and, hopefully, is fun to use. It's still in progress, but we're now at a point where we thought we could roll out the new version. Keep an eye out for more improvements and features in the coming weeks. Meanwhile, if you have any problems, please send email to webmaster</span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="mailto:michael@smalldeskpress.com">@smalldeskpress.com</a><span style="font-family: arial;">.</span></span>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-10669227631620368272009-10-27T18:13:00.000-07:002009-10-27T18:20:04.751-07:00Another Rave Review for Sarah Fran Wisby's VIVA LOSS<a href="http://fullofcrow.com/crowreviews/2009/10/viva-loss-sara-fran-wisby/">Paul Corman-Roberts of <span style="font-style: italic;">Crow Reviews </span>writes, "Wisby’s recent publication from Small Desk Press, <span style="font-style: italic;">Viva Loss</span>, is a Rosetta Stone of post-modern relationship politics, surrealism and Western mythology. Does all this sound too 'over-the-top?' It's not."</a>Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-14720685232160089092009-10-05T10:34:00.000-07:002009-10-05T10:37:48.890-07:00Dustin's reading at 554 Ashbury this Saturday!<div class="event_profile_title"><h3>The Living Room Reading Series</h3></div><div class="event_profile_information"><table id="Event Info" class="profileTable info_table" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"> <tbody><tr><td class="label">Host:</td> <td class="data"><div class="datawrap"><span>Anhvu Buchanan and Richard Delia</span></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="label">Type:</td> <td class="data"><div class="datawrap"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/search/?o=4&sfxp=1&c1=1">Party</a> - <a href="http://www.facebook.com/search/?o=4&sfxp=1&c1=1&c2=23">Reunion</a></div></td></tr> <tr><td class="label">Network:</td> <td class="data"><div class="datawrap">Global</div></td></tr> </tbody></table> <table id="Time and Place" class="profileTable info_table" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"> <tbody><tr><td class="label">Date:</td> <td class="data"><div class="datawrap">Saturday, October 10, 2009</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="label">Time:</td> <td class="data"><div class="datawrap">7:15pm - 10:40pm</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="label">Location:</td> <td class="data"><div class="datawrap">554 Ashbury</div></td></tr> </tbody></table> </div><h3 class="UIProfileBox_Header clearfix"><span class="UIProfileBox_Title">Description</span></h3>a night of wonderful poetry,fiction, and playwriting. conversation, food and wine, and amazing art. featuring readings from Mary Burger, Dustin Heron, Daniel Roche, and Aichlee Bushnell.<br /><br />Aichlee Bushnell is a native of Philadelphia, has spent the past year between Brazil and the Bay. A graduate of the University of Pennsylvania, she is currently pursuing an MFA in Poetry at Mills College.<br /><br /><br />Daniel Roche - Born and raised in Phoenix, Arizona, Daniel lived a quiet ordinary suburban life, which immediately generated his desire to fantasize. While attending Arizona State University, his surreal play ‘The Meaning of Luben’ received an Honorable Mention from the 2004 Writer’s Digest Annual Writing Competition and his poems were showcased in magazines such as ‘Branches Quarterly’ ‘Edgar Literary Review,’ and William Patterson University’s ‘Burning Leaf,’ to name a few. Needing a break from the desert, he and his better-half moved to Taichung, Taiwan, where his work was showcased in the productions of ‘Woe-Man Woman’ and ‘The East/West Project.’ Daniel is a current MFA Playwright at San Francisco State University.<br /><br />Dustin Heron is currently into dragons and sandwiches and dogs and bureaucracies and bus passes and trolls and a three party system and Arrested Development and the San Francisco 49ers. He is one of the hosts of the Velvet Revolution reading series at San Francisco State. His first book, Paradise Stories, is available from Small Desk Press.<br /><br /><br />Mary Burger 's latest book A Partial Handbook for Navigators is about spending time in different kinds of places (Interbirth Books.) Her catalog essay 'But What If the Object Began to Speak?' studies objects in places in artist Amy Trachtenberg's installation 'Groundwork' (Oro Editions.) She lives in Oakland and works at a landscape architecture firm in San Francisco, focusing on public park water conservation, creek restoration, and related urban/environmental reintegrations.Small Desk Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13075430885137277501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782789372197444035.post-90970712634823901932009-10-02T14:23:00.000-07:002010-03-28T14:48:50.494-07:00Sarah Fran Wisby Reads at Litquake, Adobe Books, and Makes Critic Swoon<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh7Y7IKtOBBHq0_QZMuvtF2_31ZTpOzMhOi6-3FKIf4ufjGuojk9tk79Y0l0IYXwqXJ4hOSy9PkrRPFwtUlgj0DJxsWesXCRa0Uwao0QV3bK4_E1YVV0jvGHu4JJ1fclDcS5UETkmmVRPX/s1600-h/Sarah+Fran+Wisby.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 168px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh7Y7IKtOBBHq0_QZMuvtF2_31ZTpOzMhOi6-3FKIf4ufjGuojk9tk79Y0l0IYXwqXJ4hOSy9PkrRPFwtUlgj0DJxsWesXCRa0Uwao0QV3bK4_E1YVV0jvGHu4JJ1fclDcS5UETkmmVRPX/s320/Sarah+Fran+Wisby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388116581057278786" border="0" /></a>Sarah Fran Wisby, author of <span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Viva-Loss-Sarah-Fran-Wisby/dp/0978985826/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1254518731&sr=1-1">Viva Loss</a> </span>(<a href="http://www.smalldeskpress.com/store.html">Small Desk Press</a> 2008) will be reading at <a href="http://www.dogearedbooks.com/dogeared/news.php#46">Dog Eared Books</a> on October 17th as part of this year's <a href="http://www.litquake.org/wisby-sarah-fran/">Litquake</a> extravaganza. Sarah is also reading at <a href="http://adobebooksbackroomgallery.blogspot.com/">Adobe Books<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a> on October 29th with Laura Alpert.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Viva Loss </span>recently received a <a href="http://www.cherrybleeds.com/bitches1/sep09.html">rave review</a> at the online journal <a href="http://www.cherrybleeds.com/index.html"><span style="font-style: italic;">Cherry Bleeds</span></a>. Wisby's "tiny word boxes, tiny coffins" made critic MK Chavez "swoon," knocking her down -- via an asphyxiating throat hold --, then dusted her off and set her upright, ready to "start all over again."
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<br />Sarah recently began teaching a creative writing class out of her apartment, which is going well.
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<br />Last July, she read the following piece at the <a href="http://bangoutsf.com/uncategorized/the-orgasm-museum-by-sarah-fran-wisby">Bang Out Reading Series</a>:
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<br /></div><h2 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span style="font-size:180%;">“The Orgasm Museum” by Sarah Fran Wisby</span></h2> <div class="entry"> <p>The museum itself is solid enough, built of brick and steel, a former textile mill crouched next to a stream. In the days when cloth was dyed there, the stream ran indigo, or viridian, or blood red, depending on the day’s colorbath. Mostly women worked at the mill, in long mud-colored aprons, and hats like folded paper boats. In those cramped little industrial New England towns everyone was always waiting for something-romance, payday, childbirth, summer-but in the meantime they worked hard, and occasionally perished in fires.</p> <p>You will want to know what color the stream was on the day of the fire. That detail unfortunately was not recorded. You might want to picture the whole scene in grainy black and white: the flames shooting white from the windows, gray bodies jumping from the flames into the black foliage, the black stream.</p> <p>Anyway, the reason I tell you all this is because history is invisible-without some plaque on the wall or voiced-over mini-series, you wouldn’t even know it was there, covering itself in layer after layer, like a debt that grows and grows whether you touch it or not.</p> <p>The curators of the orgasm museum were not unaware of these concerns when they stumbled across the property at the public auction house. Since the mill fire, the building had been an orphanage, a school, and chocolate factory, each incarnation an attempt to bury the last, with children, with geometry lessons, with candy. And now this attempt to elevate the intangible, to display the unseen. It was the late sixties and orgasms were everywhere. The curators went out with silk nets, and chloroform, and spray fixative, and captured and captured and captured.</p> <p>Once inside the museum, what strikes you first is the discrepancy in the size of the specimens. Some sprawl across whole walls or hang from the ceiling like macrame forests. Some seem to be eating away at the walls like an acid. Others are displayed perched on the head of a pin with a magnifying glass on a string nearby-these smaller specimens tend to be densely packed and symmetrical like cut jewels. Probably chosen for that reason. I mean, you don’t want to peer through a microscope at something too abstract.</p> <p>The passage of time has been less than kind. Many are delicately falling apart, like lace antimacassars. Who would’ve thought an orgasm could start to look fussy? They can’t be cleaned, either by feather dusters or by sharp bursts of compressed air, so mostly what you see when you look at them are the molecules of dust that have attached to them over the years. Still, in the tattered shapes that inhabit the chambers and corridors of the museum, something remains of their former radiance.</p> <p>This one’s like a leaf, pulsed around a single vein.</p> <p>This one is a painting of tigers, on black velvet, the tigers long gone.</p> <p>This one kept coming, like clowns from a Volkswagen. Then, like knotted kerchiefs, pulled from a painted mouth.</p> <p>This is the kind of place you come to alone. Couples break up here. “I’ve never had anything like that!” she says, and a seed gets planted. Anyone who walks in can’t help remembering their best orgasm. These memories rarely include husbands or wives, boyfriends or girlfriends, not current ones anyway.</p> <p>This one has no center, but appears rhizomatic, like ginger root, or like the masses rising in revolution.</p> <p>This one is a painting of a woman. She looks a bit like your mother. Oh my god, you realize, my mother has orgasms.</p> <p>This one is a movie, an endless loop. It follows a jangling path. No characters. It’s what you see when you close your eyes. It’s who you are when you are nothing.</p> <p>There are no placards next to the orgasms. Rather, there are numbers. And if you wish, you can go to the card catalogue and look them up. Each card simply lists a name, date, and place of origin. James, 1967, Brownsville, TX. Annika, 1970, Roanoke, VA. Jorge, 1969, Vacaville, CA. A map lights up in your mind. A whole other country taking shape.</p> <p>You were spinning, and they took you down. You were vague, imprecise, groaning with blue. They pressed you under their thumbs, and stopped you wandering.</p> <p>You are the remnant, remembering the whole. Later you will shrink back into yourself. This part is important, if you want to get things done.</p> <p>There is one room you don’t want to go into, adjoining the main gallery. Small jars line many tiers of shelves. There are no numbers here to cross-reference. These are the orgasms that never were. The ladies that leaped with no hope of landing. There is a gate that swings open, swings shut. These are the birds that misjudged the distance. They flew through the gate at the wrong moment, and were crushed.
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