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Call For Volunteers For Awesome Literary Fun!

It is now a mere 32 days until Litquake takes over San Francisco (and parts of the north and east bay too!) for the biggest non-profit literary festival west of the Mississippi! The full festival schedule is now LIVE, and bursting with super great events, culminating in the insanely fun Lit Crawl. Over the course of 9 days there is something like 150+ events and 800+ authors, and those both span the gamut of genre, style, and subject. It's truly epic. You won't want to miss it, and for those who want to get close to the action, you won't want to miss out on the chance to help create it.

I volunteered with the festival for several years before joining the executive committee (and now this year, co-producing the Lit Crawl along with the best team in the world). It's a blast to be a part of and I've made some terrific friends volunteering with Litquake. For those who like networking (or who feel they should like networking), it is a great opportunity to meet fellow authors and readers (I once got to guard Amy Tan's purse/dog carrier; I also now know that Molly Ringwald's husband is hot and good at Rubik's cube. Just two examples among many unique moments). And it feels awesome to know you helped create a great experience for an eager, almost always appreciative audience of fellow story lovers. If you're like me, sometimes it's more fun to have some kind of role at an event than to just be a participant (don't get me wrong: I appreciate being a participant a lot too, but I hate not having anything to do except make small talk and pretend I'm interested in something on my phone until the event begins. I'd way rather have a program to hand out to someone).

If you're interested in the fun, or want to learn more about volunteering, we have an upcoming volunteer kick-off party (with free beer and pizza!) on Saturday, September 28th at the Edinburgh Castle. You can RSVP here or shoot me an email and I'll connect you with the volunteer coordinator for further details. It takes a village of awesome volunteers to raise a literary festival, I'll hope you'll join!


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