Dear readers,
First of all, thank you to everyone who came out for our chaotic theater adventure a couple of weeks ago! 15 of us met at the Booth Theater and saw for colored girls…, which was a tight, mesmerizingly rhythmic, awe-inspiring 90 minutes.
I hope that by now you’ve found yourself a copy of Sloane Crosley’s newly released Cult Classic. If you’re in NYC and still need one, I highly recommend visiting The Mysterious Bookshop in Tribeca, which is a spectacularly unique place that specializes in mystery books.
In the past couple of weeks, many of you have sent me links to things, photos of mentions in media, and reviews that have come out recently, and I thought I’d share a few:
Do you live in LA? Sloane Crosley will be in conversation with Judy Greer at the Central Library on June 16th. (thanks for the tip, Tracy!)
A good review in The Washington Post can be found here.
Want to go to an event in New York? There’s one at Books Are Magic in Brooklyn on June 20th.
There’s also a great interview in Interview, which I recommend reading.*
The past two books we’ve read were written in the 1970s, so it’s been a refreshing departure to experience one that’s current. I especially enjoyed reading this book because it takes place in an area I’m very familiar with, so I got to play the game of guessing what real-life places the locations are based on. The restaurant in the opening scene is Mission Chinese, right? What are all of the bars? Did anyone think some of the geography seemed a little off? Of course none of this matters, but it adds a layer of engagement that makes it feel like it was written just for us.
I’ll be in touch next week with plans for our next meeting, but in the meantime, I hope you’ll let me know if there’s somewhere in the LES/Chinatown area you’re particularly interested in visiting.
Yours in fiction,
Caroline
*Fun little story: my first job in NYC was as an editorial intern at Interview! My primary job was to listen to the raw recorded interviews and transcribe them in their entirety, which was tedious but absolutely riveting to an 18 year-old who had never been so close to famous people.