Book Birth Announcement (& more)

So much has happened since I last typed things into this little box here. So I'm just gonna cram it all in right now.

The book was birthed into the world and is a real, tangible object. Coping with Emotions and Otters lives! And I read with the other fantastic Talonbooks poets, Stephen Collis, Mariner Janes, Wanda John-Kehewin, and Daphne Marlatt (for reals), 
at the spring launch on April 10 at the Anza Club. 

Then Stephen, Mariner, Wanda and I took off on tour, along with handler and host, Daniel Zomparelli. West Coast represented in the T-Dot at The Garrison. The lovely folks at Librarie Drawn & Quarterly in Montreal wrote this sweet post about us with great photos. And yes, I did encourage attendees to hold hands like loving otters. 

 And because I can't get enough of myself my Vancouver book launch took place April 27 at the fantastic Artspeak in Gastown. The stellar photographer Ash Tanasiychuk took photos of the event, which included an opening number featuring Dave Holmes on guitar while I danced in a furry otter suit, Cynara Geissler, Kellee Ngan and Daniel Zomparelli appeared as guests on the one night only talk show, I Feel You , there were otter masks, an undersea photo booth, kind interjections and commentary from lovely person and host, Sheryda Warrener, and a game show featuring Edmonton Block Heaters' own, Ross Smith, and a party crasher. Yup. Poetry book launch party crashers. Of course there was cake. We're not fools. And I even found time to read some poems. 

Look at that lustrous, shiny coat.

Look at that lustrous, shiny coat.

Reviews have appeared in Poetry Is Dead (the mental health issue is out now) and Eclectic Ruckus. And even a shout out in my home town paper, The Trail Daily Times. 

And I became an aunt for the first time. Sophia Del Bucchia is already proving to be a marketing genius.  

Then this week the infomercial was the Video of the Week on Open Book Toronto. I feel like a liberated princess riding a white tiger into a candy forest. 

Next I head to the Whitehorse Poetry Festival. But first I will watch the season finale of Game of Thrones, and more Maron and probably a lot of other television too, and hopefully get to the beach to read books. You know. Summer, hurry your ass up. Summer also means more sundresses! Take that, pants, you fascists!

 

A young Peggy Olson at work on a book ad campaign. 

A young Peggy Olson at work on a book ad campaign.