LEFT COAST WRITERS LITERARY SALON: Robert Pimm, President of California Lawyers for The Arts Monday, June 5, 2017 || 7pm Book Passage-Corte Madera|| 51 Tamal Vista Dr. Corte Madera || www.bookpassage.com Questions about legal literary issues? We’ve hear you asking. Well, this is it: your opportunity to find out just what you can and can’t do in your memoir and other forms of literary non-fiction and fiction. Join us for what we know will be an enlightening and informative talk on your rights and responsibilities as an author, as well as plenty of time to ask questions. Robert Pimm is a lawyer and Chief Learning Officer and Director of Legal Services for California Lawyers for the Arts. He manages CLA’s State Bar Certified Lawyer Referral Service, CLA’s Modest Means Incubator Program, CLA’s Clinical and Educational Programs, as well as other duties. CLA provides lawyer referrals, dispute resolution services, educational programs, publications and a resource library to creative artists of all disciplines.
Hawaii Book & Music Festival: May 6-7, 2017 The Mokulē‘ia Writers Retreat: May 7-12, 2017 Join me this month for two terrific events for writers events in Hawaii. The Mokulē‘ia Writers Retreat is an annual gathering that brings three dozen writers of fiction, nonfiction, poetry, essays, and memoir to the North Shore of O‘ahu for a week of intimate workshops and coaching. The retreat is high-level and professional — but also low-key and tuned in to the beauty of the surroundings. It fosters an exchange in two directions — between islanders and mainlanders, published writers and budding writers, Native Hawaiian artistry and mainland publishing. With the Waianae Mountains as a backdrop and the open ocean in front, participants break bread with colleagues, gather in daily workshops, salute the morning sun in yoga, write privately in the shade of ironwood trees, and wander along the beach. They even dance some hula. The theme, nā wahi ho‘oulu, acknowledges that a sacred spot like this will inspire the assembled to explore other places — whether in the heart, in memory, or in the moment.
LEFT COAST WRITERS BOOK LAUNCH: Rebecca Foust, Marin Poet Laureate Monday, May 1 2017 || 7pm Book Passage-Corte Madera|| 51 Tamal Vista Dr. Corte Madera || www.bookpassage.com Readers, writers, poets and lovers of poetry, we know you’ll enjoy this evening with one of our favorite Left Coast Writers poets and Marin County’s newest Poet Laureate. Please join us for a celebration of Becky’s work and accomplishments and a look at what is happening in the Bay Area poetry scene. Rebecca Foust grew up Hollidaysburg, Pennsylvania, a small town surrounded by farmlands and forests, quarries and strip mines. After earning a BA in English, she moved to northern California in 1979 to attend Stanford Law School. The year she turned 50, a class offered by a local bookstore inspired her to pick up the writing she had put aside for thirty years. She went back to school, earning an MFA in poetry from Warren Wilson in January 2010.
The Paris Wanderland Writers are going to be reading from Wandering in Paris: Luminaries and Love in the City of Light at the Alliance Francaise in December! Join us for delicious bites and delightful tales. The reading will take place on December 12th, from 6:00-8:00at the Alliance Francaise at 1345 Bush Street, San Francisco, CA 94109. The Alliance Française de San Francisco is a non-profit organization whose mission is to promote and enhance the knowledge and appreciation of French and Francophone culture, to increase the knowledge of the French language, and to encourage interaction among French, Francophone and American people through programs in education and the arts. about the book: “At last I have come into a dreamland …” famed Abolitionist and American author, Harriet Beecher Stowe, once said of Paris. There is, indeed, a dreamlike quality to Paris. A crossroads of time, culture and personality, it seems a place where the layers that separate us from our imaginings become permeable. The glamour of the past and the promise of the future, merge in the present
On Saturday, November 2nd the writers from A Southern Sampler are going to be reading from the anthology from 10am-12pm at Rebound Bookstore, 1611 4th Street, San Rafael, CA 94901. Join the Southern Sampler Artists Colony as they evoke the dreamy, sometimes steamy world of Charleston and beyond in an exciting sampler of poetry, short fiction, non-fiction and other treats in this celebration of all things Southern.
Sometimes your grandmother’s place can be full of surprises. During high school and middle school I would go to my grandmother’s house at least once a week (if not every day) and wait for my mother to get back from work, though later during that period of time I went less often. Mostly I went just to see my grandmother and help her with things around the house, and then would take the bus home. I would not have imagined that during all of those years I went over there, that sitting atop a bookshelf in the living room, covered in dust, was a second edition copy of Nathaniel Hawthorne’s The Scarlet Letter (first published in 1850).I found this while cleaning out my grandmother’s house after she moved to Virginia a few years ago, and took it as my own rather than have it be sold at one of many garage sales. Most high school kids have to read this book as a part of their English class curriculum. I never read it, but I did check it out Wikipedia, so I think I have a pretty good grasp of what it’s all about. It’s the story of a woman in Puritanical America in the 1600s, who commits “adultery” by having relations with a man and becoming pregnant while her husband is thought to be “lost at sea” (i.e. dead). The book seems to contain a lot of obtuse 19th century social and religious morality, making it something that I have no intention of reading myself. The concept, however, of having any object (especially a book) that is more than one hundred and fifty years old is amazing in and of itself. Having objects that are that old makes one think about the history of the object itself, along with the time in which it was made. There is also a feeling of exclusivity and value in having first (and even second) editions of any well-known or cherished book. This ties into an article I wrote earlier about the disappearance of bookstores and, in some ways, of books as a physical media. With the rise of e-books one can argue that the exclusivity of first editions is increasing. However, if e-books completely take over actual books (which is doubtful since downloadable music still hasn’t even beaten records out of production), this exclusivity and eventual sense of antiquity will be lost forever. Since this is unlikely, even with the number of people I see with some kind of kindle, etc. seemingly growing exponentially by the day, antique books like this still have the propensity to perpetually increase in number. In spite of all of the wonderment and value with which such books are endowed, I still don’t want to read The Scarlet Letter. —Jack Betterly Kohn
Even though the semester is about to end, I’m still annoyed by the outragous prices of the textbooks and the practices of the companies that release them. Everyone that has gone to college knows that books cost a lot. But really, why should they?
A few weeks ago I went with Linda to read from Dead Love to a class at a multilingual middle school in San Francisco. To my surprise, even with all the blood and gore and frightening characters, the kids ate it up! Well, I shouldn’t be that surprised, kids have always loved horrifying, bloody and dangerous things. Back in the 40s and 50s there were lots of things directed toward children that included violence against people, or
I was writing up blog posts for the Left Coast Writers® Valentine’s Day events and I remembered a few very interesting traditions associated with this holiday in South Korea and Japan. When you think of Valentine’s Day you think of cards, candy, chocolate, flowers, and other various gifts given by men to women to show their affection, along with romantic evenings of one kind or another. However, in Japan and South Korea the date aspect of it is underplayed, as well as all of the other types of gifts besides the chocolate; and the men are the ones on the receiving side. I first noticed this at about eight or nine years old while watching a Japanese anime programme called Ranma 1/2; In Japan women usually give out “giri” or “obligatory” chocolate to male classmates or colleagues. To their love or prospective loves, however, they give “honmei” or “favorite” chocolate. The “obligatory” chocolate is usually cheaper and store bought; the “favorite” chocolate is more expensive or handmade. But it’s not as though they receive nothing in return. In both South Korea and Japan White Day is celebrated on March 14th. White Day is a holiday where the men who were given chocolate on Valentine’s Day give gifts of non-chocolate candy, flowers, jewelry, or other sentimental items to the women who gave them chocolate on Valentine’s Day in a ratio of 3:1. It is a rule that the return gift should be three times the value of the original chocolate given. Also, in South Korea they celebrate a holiday called Black Day. My Korean high school friend told me about it and I later researched further. Black Day is celebrated on the 14th of April. Those who did not receive anything on either previous holiday eat black noodles to “mourn” their singleness. Let’s hope I’m not eating black noodles. —Jack Betterly-Kohn
Alison Bing, Lonely Planet’s roving food, wine and travel writer and author of forty guidebooks, spoke at the Left Coast Writers Literary Salon last night at Book Passage. She talked about food and travel—what a magnificent combo! Both are things I enjoy quite a bit, and can say I’ve dabbled in. I have been to Nepal, Japan, Mexico, England, Scotland, Ireland and France and have had some very interesting food experiences in all of these places. One of the most interesting meals I have ever had the pleasure of partaking in had to have been at a small restaurant in Tokyo. I believe it was in the Shinjuku district in the northeastern part of the city that I found this place while wandering around one night looking for a bite to eat. I went in and ordered a dish with potatoes that were dyed bright red with hot pepper and covered with a delicious sauce, somewhat similar to patatas bravas, a Spanish specialty generally found in tapas bars, only these were less chunky, neater, almost meticulously cut and arranged—a distinctly Japanese twist. But what I decided to order for my main course was the really interesting dish. I got one of the best pizzas I have ever had and certainly one of the strangest: a miso pizza with eggplant. It was just like a regular pizza, except instead of tomato sauce they used a mixture of mayonnaise and red miso, the Japanese seasoning created by combining a grain or soybeans with salt and the fungus called kojikin. The pizza was creamy and delicious, and upon the server’s recommendation, I garnished it with Cholula hot sauce, which they had at the restaurant. This brought it to a level of taste I have only been able to fantasize about since then. Sadly, I do not remember the name of that little restaurant, only the distinctive tomato logo on their sign. The best writing, just like the best food, has elements of surprise and unusual contrast. These things create interest and excitement. They are imaginative and lead to new experiences. That miso and eggplant pizza was one of the best pizza-eating experiences in my life … well except for the one with fermented soybeans(natto). —Jack Betterly-Kohn Photo Courtesy of Marianne Betterly, © Marianne Betterly