Wednesday, January 30, 2013

The Future of Literature

All this kaffuffle with the Globe & Mail "letting go" or "reassigning" Martin Levin and Jack Kirchhoff from the Book Section, which will still (apparently) continue their "stellar" coverage of books and literature even though they are slashing the section and folding it in with their Focus section (after already reading globe articles about the shifting plane of literary publishing -- the death of the mid-list author for instance, or the changes in the landscape that have left House of Anansi Press (who are now using musicians to decide what is good literature) as the largest Canadian owned publishing firm in the country) has me thinking that the future of literature is likely not in books, but in Television or Film, and it will be published in Hollywood.

Monday, January 21, 2013

BookThugs & TroubadourSlaves

Come out on 31 January to see me and Michael Menegon jam music and poetry together into an evening of unpredictable entertainment. There is also a lot of chocolate available!

What: BookThugs & TroubadourSlaves (Jay MillAr & Michael Menegon in concert)
When: 31 January 2013, 7-11pm
Where: COCO, 365 Jane Street, just south of Annette.
Why: Why not? Chances are you might hear me read all of ESP, some fungal poems, a few select "cover tunes" and some poems from my forthcoming collection Timely Irreverence. And Michael will be playing all sorts of things too – original songs and accompaniment.
How: Where there is a will there is a way to get to COCO.

Monday, January 14, 2013

Back

I was gone for a while again. Not that I actually went anywhere. But it is now 2013 -- and i turned 42 -- isn't that strange? It seems like a good number, even, quiet, and sure of itself. I am in the midst of dealing with various things -- anxiety mostly. Who knows where this stuff comes from or why it sticks around the way it does, but it sure is annoying and why not become happy or even content with oneself? The world isn't so bad, even if it is going to pot. In fact, the world doesn't even care -- it's like the world can't be critical because it is so particulary indifferent, so you have criticize your self all by yourself. So I'm trying to lift myself up and over all that stifling self awareness this year. Should be fun.