Friday, June 29, 2012
Book Deal, Big Deal, Amen
The deal for my new book, My First Kafka: Runaways, Rodents, and Giant Bugs, was listed in Publisher's Weekly this week! It's still about a zillion years away from being published (it's a picture book, and we don't even have an artist yet), but I'm excited. I'll let you know when I know anything -- although I don't really know anything at all, yet.
Except that the book is written. I do know that. And I was reading it at 5:00 this morning and getting all sorts of chills, the good kind and the kind that you get when something inhuman is watching you from a dark corner of the room, and I think you'll like it.
Here's the sale notice:
Children's: Picture book
Matthue Roth's MY FIRST KAFKA: RUNAWAYS, RODENTS, AND GIANT BUGS, a charming and delightful - or, at least, an oppressive and unsightly - introduction for precocious children, Goths, and literary nerds, to Robert McGuire at One Peace Books, by Marissa Walsh at FinePrint Literary Management (World).
Labels: books, comic books, kafka, kids, my first kafka, overzealous parenting
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Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Around You
I have a new poem in the Oklahoma Review! It's actually really nice. The whole thing is out now on pdf, but in case you don't feel like scrolling to page 60, here's the first bit:
When I’m around you,
I keep my cell phone on silent
my pen in my pocket
and pretend like I can color-coordinate
When I’m around you
I act like I use a knife & fork & napkin
at every meal,
even midnight snack.
(read the rest)
Labels: cell phones, geek love, poems, publications
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Friday, June 15, 2012
Shlomo Says
this isn't mine, and i know the fonts are cringey, but it's what I needed to read today, I think. If you like it, check out shlomoyeshiva.org, cause that's where it comes from.
it's been hard being a single parent this week. i am so, so ready to be one of those workaholic parents who never sees his family and always mixes up everyone's names again. go corporate america!

A heartbreaking, deep question.
The spies had clear prophecy. They were all the greatest pupils of Moshe Rabbeinu. Why did they come back and say bad things about Israel? And also, Calev and Yehoshua, who gave them the strength to hold out? And there's so many, so many Torahs. Let me share with you one.
Labels: shlomo carlebach, simchat shlomo, torah
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Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Trying to be really rosie.
maurice sendak is dead. i think this might be the thing that finally keeps me off facebook today. person after person mourning. when did it become a thing to post that someone's dead? i guess it's one more thing to identify ourselves with. one more way to build our personality out of other people's bones.
and here i am, doing the same thing.
i'm not sad -- i mean, he lived a full life, and he knew it was his time and he loved it, and he laughed at death, and now he's with his boyfriend, and hopefully happy, but it still ensaddens the hell out of me.
here's Carole King singing "Pierre." I'm still not listening to music because it's sefira, but let's see if this gets me out of it.
Labels: afterlife, death, Maurice Sendak, mourning
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Friday, April 20, 2012
R.E.M. review, circa 12th grade
Labels: automatic, bedtime, high school, mayim bialik, memoir, r.e.m.
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Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Is "Hunger Games" a Fairy Tale?
This article mostly talks about Hunger Games (which I like) (the book, not the movie) (not cause I'm anti-movie, but because I haven't figured out how to go to the movies for, like, a year) -- but the quote is about Cinderella. I've been working on video games lately, so in my brain, it's about that, too:
The real problem with fairy tales is that the protagonist never actually does anything to become a princess. Forget about gerrymandering or slaying a dragon or poisoning her rivals: does she even get a pretty dress, go to the ball and seduce the prince? Those may be anti-feminist actions, but at least they are actions. No. She is given two dresses, carried to the ball, and the Prince comes and findsher. Twice. Her only direct and volitional action is to leave the ball at midnight, and even that isn't so much a choice as because of a threat. (1) The clear problem with this isn't that girls will want to hold out for a Prince, but that it might foster the illusion their value is so innately high that even without pretty clothes or a sense of agency a Prince will come find them. Sleeping Beauty and Snow White are worse: they don't even have to bother to stay alive to get their Prince.(Thanks to C. Alexander for the link.)
Labels: fairy tales, hunger games, sandy london, video games
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