Denver, Day Three

I think I’m in AWP-withdrawal, which I wasn’t expecting.  Let’s hammer out the last day in Denver. Well, it started slow for just about everyone I know thanks to the drinking and altitude and lack of sleep.  I think the altitude was blamed for a lot of behavior beyond the altitude sickness some people experienced…what Read More …

Denver, Day Two (Part 2)

It’s Saturday morning as I type this and I have a pounding headache, so bear with me as I try to narrate the rest of Friday. I met Joe and Chenelle Milford at the Starbucks at their hotel (after visiting two other Starbucks in the same block vicinity–all these hotels seem to have Starbucks attached Read More …

Denver, Day Two (part 1)

So far at the conference I’ve overhead lots of talk about online vs. print, which seems to be a hot topic this year.  The conversation has many parts: on the shuttle ride over it was about the fight at some journals just to get an online submission manager (fear being that it would increase submissions Read More …

Denver, Day One (part 2)

Okay, I took some pics! This is the Denver Convention Center where the book fair, registration, and panels take place: And the entrance to Exhibit Hall A or whatever it’s called; the main hall.  What’s nice is the entire book fair is in one hall this year, with carpeted aisles!  Still a bit overwhelming, but Read More …

Chicago, Day Three

Yesterday was my day off from AWP-related events.  Lori and Adam took me to the Museum of Contemporary Art since I had been to the Art Institute many times before and wanted to see something new.  Of course it had to be kid day, or family day, and while I know these events are vital Read More …

Chicago, Day Two

Pleasant surprises yesterday as I braved some panels (panelists actually wrote papers!).  There were quite a few queer-oriented panels this year, and I popped into “Who’s Yer Daddy: Gay Poets and the Inherited Present” as moderated by Jim Elledge.  I missed Brian Teare’s presentation but arrived in the middle of David Groff’s which was all Read More …

Chicago, Day One

I flew in to Chicago, this year’s host city for AWP, yesterday morning.  I was prepared for the worst–last time I was in Chicago in February there were huge snowbanks and the lake looked like liquid, rolling ice.  But not today.  As we flew in over the water there was one moment when, as we Read More …