The third weekend in July, 2009. It will never again happen. Know what we’re saying? Make it last, make it memorable, make it worth your while. Here’s what we have planned for Saturday: Ferry to downtown Seattle, walk to Capitol Hill, browse, cross to Queen Anne, browse, hurry to Pioneer Square, browse. Then it’s up to Belltown, where we will drink beer, then to Fremont, where we will drink beer, and finally back to Vashon Island by ferry and bus, in which we will review in our spinning head all the things we’ve learned, all the things we’ve done. You see? Big time weekend fun! Sunday in our recovery we will read. We like books. We like movies, too. But we like books more. Sometimes books become movies. Sometimes for the better, sometimes not. Here’s a list of movies made from books that you should not, under any circumstances, watch. Unless you are hungover on Sunday and have a masochistic bone to pick. In which case, enjoy! – Kevin Murphy
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Friday, July 24, 2009
Pick which hand. Go ahead, pick. We have a literary grab bag behind our back and we are ready to share. But you have to pick which hand. Will it be this hand, with Kurt Vonnegut’s new e-book, an analysis of John Keats’ home, and Salon’s Literary Guide to the World? Or do you prefer this hand, with an Emerson College alum’s debut book and an essay on the Spanish Civil War? Hurry up, these hands are getting tired. Huuuuurrrry…huuuuurrry. Fine. Spoil sport. You can have the damn literary grab bag and everything else that’s in there. It was supposed to be a surprise. Yeah, there’s more: the winner of San Jose State’s infamous bad writing prize and a look at the staying power of the Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides. Happy Friday, you big jerk. We hope you’re happy. – Kevin Murphy






