This year I'm co-spearheading San Francisco's Lit Crawl , which I'm super excited about. The Lit Crawl is a crazy night of about 400+ authors reading during three phases in a march down the Mission district that marks the final night of Litquake 's Literary Festival. It is a spectacular ball. I originally fell in love with Litquake through the Crawl, about 6 years ago when I first encountered the overwhelming goodness of being in a mass of people who loved reading and hearing stories. Shoving into a crowded cafe, bar, or laundromat to hear poems and stories read out loud by emerging artists, surrounded by people just as hungry for that very particular kind of fun, creates a kind of utopia. It's a night where job titles don't matter, your clapping and laughter become part of the cacophony of words that float down Valencia street, and your feet may be tired the next day, but your imagination is still fist pumping from the sheer joy of it. Just how
"In the midst of winter I found in me an Invincible Summer." - Camus ...On exploring strength in its many forms: strong people, strong writing, strong curiosity, obsessions, stances, and loves. Strength as a concept wide enough to encompass fear, truth, vulnerability, and joy.