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The 10 Most Recent Dispatches
- The Bat Segundo Show: Agnieszka Holland
- The Bat Segundo Show: Stephen Fry
- The Bat Segundo Show: Deborah Scroggins
- Komen for the Cowards: Betraying Breast Cancer
- The Bat Segundo Show: Susan Cain
- Forgotten Writers: Dorothy Uhnak
- Dwight Garner’s Revisionist Ignorance: Ayaan Hirsi Ali
- Forgotten Writers: The Novels of John P. Marquand
- The Situation in American Waffles
- The Bat Segundo Show: Elliot Perlman
Modern Library Reading Challenge
On January 10, 2011, Managing Editor Edward Champion pledged to read the top 100 fiction books from #100 to #1. Read about his progress as he makes his way through the Modern Library canon!
84. The Death of the Heart (January 6, 2012)
85. Lord Jim (November 30, 2011)
86. Ragtime (October 30, 2011)
Books To Jump Up and Down Over
The Call by Yannick Murphy: The always interesting author of Here They Come and Signed, Mata Hari returns with a novel that whips up a worldview from a rather quirky set of limitations: namely, the call logs that a veterinarian maintains as his son is unexpectedly put into a coma and an unforgiving economy denies him work. What emerges is a surprisingly optimistic, often funny, and very moving account on how one family uses acceptance and forgiveness as a way to atone for hard knocks. (Bat Segundo interview with Murphy)
Birds of Paradise by Diana Abu-Jaber: Forget Franzen and Eugenides. If you're looking for a social novel that counts, Diana Abu-Jaber is the author you're looking for. Building from the free-form exploration of consciousness and identity in Crescent and the gripping procedural structure of Origin, Abu-Jaber's latest novel is her finest, equally fluent with gutterpunk culture and smarmy real estate men. It has been suggested by The Washington Post's Ron Charles that you will likely gain some pounds while reading this novel. This is certainly true. Abu-Jaber's description of food is so precise that it often made me want to do more cooking. But I very much admired the way in which Abu-Jaber presents all her characters as unwitting victims of rough capitalism, which permits them some dignity even as they perform terrible acts.
The Last of the Live Nude Girls by Sheila McClear: This memoir isn't so much about the decline of the Times Square peepshow, as it is about one young woman's efforts to pull herself up by by her bootstraps when presented with few economic options. Filled with self-introspective candor and a quiet dignity, McClear's story is one that might befall any of us in these volatile times. While McClear does get back on her feet, her book leads one contemplating the terrible fates of other young women now moving to New York and falling into deadlier vocations. (Bat Segundo interview with McClear)
Dramatic Readings Archive
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Ocean Marketing: The Dramatic Reading
Posted on December 28, 2011 | 6 CommentsIn an effort to provide appropriate journalistic context for the Ocean Marketing debacle, I have performed several dramatic readings. (I have replaced all instances of "LOL" with suitably melodramatic laughter.) -
The Bad Prose Reading Project #2 (“It Was Real Light”)
Posted on April 14, 2011 | 2 CommentsThe second installment of The Bad Prose Reading Project features the phrase "it was real light" and runs two minutes and 52 seconds. -
The Bad Prose Reading Project #1 (“Disinterested Thrusting”)
Posted on February 26, 2011 | 7 CommentsThe first installment of The Bad Prose Reading Project features the phrase "disinterested thrusting" and runs two minutes and 12 seconds. -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #11
Posted on October 25, 2010 | 1 CommentThe latest installment in my ongoing Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project, read in the style of Carl Paladino. Sort of. Well, not really. -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #10
Posted on August 1, 2010 | 2 CommentsThe latest installment in my ongoing Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project, read in the style of Mel Gibson talking on the telephone. -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #9
Posted on May 6, 2010 | 2 CommentsA few days ago, a writer emailed me, hoping to be on The Bat Segundo Show. I responded quite politely, as I do with all those who pitch me directly... -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #8
Posted on October 21, 2009 | 1 CommentA few hours ago, I learned that a notable writer wrote into The New York Post to express his disguised hatred for his ex-girlfriend. Therefore, my audio series — Hate... -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #7
Posted on October 18, 2009 | 3 CommentsA few days ago, I learned that a former college friend, who had initiated contact with me, had transformed into an incoherent lunatic. My girlfriend has benignly suggested, based on... -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #6
Posted on September 14, 2009 | 7 CommentsA few weeks ago, I learned that somebody had been pretending to be friendly with me for quite a long time. This person was uninterested in explicating feelings or having... -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #5
Posted on September 9, 2009 | 4 CommentsA few days ago, somebody forwarded me an email. Apparently, someone had sent an angry email to the writer Jason Sanford, claiming that the writer Jason Sanford, despite writing fantasy... -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #4
Posted on September 7, 2009 | 4 CommentsA few days ago, somebody forwarded me an email. Apparently, someone had sent an angry email to the writer Sean Aden Lovelace, quibbling with certain fiction categories and forms of... -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #3
Posted on September 2, 2009 | 12 CommentsA few hours ago, a writer posted an email on the website HTML Giant. It appears that someone familiar with the writer Kyle Minor‘s work appears to have become hateful,... -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #2
Posted on September 2, 2009 | 11 CommentsA few weeks ago, somebody forwarded me an email. The names have been changed, but it appears that someone grew especially hateful and oversensitive about how some organizer arranged an... -
Hate Mail Dramatic Reading Project #1
Posted on August 16, 2009 | 17 CommentsLast week, I learned that somebody really hated my guts. This person never actually told me why. So I sent this person an email with my phone number, inviting the...