Showing posts with label Banango Street. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Banango Street. Show all posts
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Thursday, October 3, 2013
We are Banango Street Issue 6 Guest Editor. And most geeked we are.
So please do consider submitting your prose (and poetry, translations, collaborations, and art) by November 15th, and definitely consider sending your cash, gummy fried eggs, books, and T-shirts. The former just may change your life. And the latter will definitely change our lives.
Friday, June 7, 2013
This Podcast Will Change Your Life, Episode Sixty-Five - Controlled Compulsion, starring the Rachel Hyman.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
"Ben Tanzer loves his father. Age sort of weakens the bond people have between each other. Every year widens the chasm between the young and old. Millions now living will never die." Banango Street gets Beach Sloth'd. And likes it. A lot.
Quite totally likes it in fact. It is a review of both great beauty and great girth and should be experienced as only a Beach Sloth truly can. With awe. And mass appreciations.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
New joint. I Am Your Ancestor. At the Banango Street.
Most happy we are about this. And most appreciative as well to be included in such fine company. So big thanks to Rachel and Justin for that, and drinks, many on us, when next we meet. Now how about some excerpt? Cool.
"He is old now, and he must wonder how much of himself he should share, and how much he ought to try when his time on earth is limited. Maybe not making any kind of personal connection is easier for everyone involved. So, despite how much he has to share, he is not sharing at all. Instead, he is wary, cautiously circling my son, and treating him as something fragile and foreign, and not able to engage, not now anyway."
"He is old now, and he must wonder how much of himself he should share, and how much he ought to try when his time on earth is limited. Maybe not making any kind of personal connection is easier for everyone involved. So, despite how much he has to share, he is not sharing at all. Instead, he is wary, cautiously circling my son, and treating him as something fragile and foreign, and not able to engage, not now anyway."
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