A Rare Whiff of Un-Hot Air

If you write a good book it’s easy to get published, it’s just hard to get paid. But everybody has a job when they write their first novel. And if they don’t, they should.

Stephen Elliott’s thoughts on the state of publishing, at The Rumpus

I was at the party he mentions in the first paragraph and it was indeed a very entertaining event, worthy of the awesomeness of The Rumpus. It was at Highline Ballroom, which serves really delicious food (Disclaimer: I was starving at the time). I’m not the biggest fan of each artist who graced the stage, but everyone did what they do brilliantly. Eugene Mirman was hilarious and read a draft of the commencement speech he’ll be giving at his old high school; Anthony Swofford read an excerpt from a memoir he’d only started weeks before; Matthew Caws of Nada Surf, solo on electric guitar, was tight and I felt really bad for only knowing “Popular”; Amy Tan is undeniably fierce; and Stephen Elliott himself as host was quite endearing. Oh, and the novel God Says No by James Hannaham, who read, published by McSweeney’s is—I’m positive before reading—really good. Let’s all buy it.

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