Readings.

Readings can be such a mixed bag. Sometimes the writers are off their game, or don't prep well, or make unfortunate choices about what to read. Sometimes the venue is too loud or echoey or uncomfortable. But when the reader is someone whose work you love more than breathing, and the work read is new and vital, and the setting is gorgeous and full and acoustically blessed, wow--you get something a lot like grace.

Which is to say, Deborah Eisenberg KILLED it at the Folger Shakespeare Library last night.

December 5, 2015, 9 a.m.Categories: Fiction Collections, Short Stories