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I have been waiting so so so long to get to say my album Imposing on a Hometown is out now.

Tracks 3-7 produced by @gabewax
Tracks 1, 2, and 8 produced by @kane_ritchotte and @malcolmmcrae
Track 9 produced by @evanvidar
Track 10 produced by me

All songs written by me besides “Wannabe,” written by me, Kane & Malcolm.

@jorgeandreishere, @hand.habits, @josephlorge, @scarrisonwhitford, @masonstoops, @taylormackall, Joey Ryan (@themilkcartonkids) & @charlie_hickey_ played on it.

Additional engineering by @willmacofficial
Mixed by @omarakrouche (besides “From Up Here,” mixed by Gabe Wax)
Mastered by Ruairi O’Flaherty at @nomograph.mastering
Photo by @wrenneevans

Thank you to everyone who helped make this happen and thank you to the friends who yelled at me when I said I was retiring. Thank you to mom and dad and viv for putting up with me and coming to all the shows, good and bad. In fact, this month is exactly 10 years since I played my first gig(!) Thank you to anyone new here listening and especially everyone who has been listening for years. Thank you thank you thank you.

“Obviously” out now - first song in two years (!!)
The cover image was made by the legendary @michaelenorthrup. Harry introduced me to his work in 2020 and since then, I’ve written a lot of music and prose in response to his photographs. Getting to work with his archive is a surreal honor.

@scarrisonwhitford - bass, guitar
@remymorritt - drums
@bennybock - piano, keyboards
Engineered by @prefixprefixmusic at @infinitefamily818
Additional engineering by @_jackmcloughlin, @bennybock, @greggnwhite
Mixed by @greggnwhite
Mastered by @patrvs3

“Marge and Scott on the Roof” (1992) by @michaelenorthrup
Design by @michaeltyronedelaney

it’s been a minute since I’ve played my own songs.
2 shows coming up, 2 very different sets:

4/20 playing *solo opening for @thomasdollbaum at @sleepwalk.nyc
5/15 playing *trio with @nuriagraham @pelegreenberg opening @griffinbrown_’s album release show at @publicrecordsnyc

so much more to say soon but for now, smoke on the water

all ticket links in bio

it’s been a minute since I’ve played my own songs.
2 shows coming up, 2 very different sets:

4/20 playing *solo opening for @thomasdollbaum at @sleepwalk.nyc
5/15 playing *trio with @nuriagraham @pelegreenberg opening @griffinbrown_’s album release show at @publicrecordsnyc

so much more to say soon but for now, smoke on the water

all ticket links in bio

it’s been a minute since I’ve played my own songs.
2 shows coming up, 2 very different sets:

4/20 playing *solo opening for @thomasdollbaum at @sleepwalk.nyc
5/15 playing *trio with @nuriagraham @pelegreenberg opening @griffinbrown_’s album release show at @publicrecordsnyc

so much more to say soon but for now, smoke on the water

all ticket links in bio

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The 3rd Hometown Hero reading downstairs at @night_club_101 is Sunday, March 22 at 5pm (early!).
Lineup includes @elcal (THE HEARING TEST via @catapult), @lrjaramillo (THE WITCHES OF EL PASO via @atriabooks), @_roughdraft (forthcoming WOMEN IN MARIGOLD via @stillhousepress), and @griffinbrown_ (with poems in @parisreview & @oxford_poetry).
Totally free, as always.

The 3rd Hometown Hero reading downstairs at @night_club_101 is Sunday, March 22 at 5pm (early!).
Lineup includes @elcal (THE HEARING TEST via @catapult), @lrjaramillo (THE WITCHES OF EL PASO via @atriabooks), @_roughdraft (forthcoming WOMEN IN MARIGOLD via @stillhousepress), and @griffinbrown_ (with poems in @parisreview & @oxford_poetry).
Totally free, as always.

:-)
@michaeltyronedelaney

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playing calgary with katy last summer
by @samuelskinner

playing calgary with katy last summer
by @samuelskinner

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

It’s the 6th annual book recap post where I share of the books I read, the ones I loved and would recommend. This year’s list is a mix of business and pleasure, considering I spent the first half of the year still in a master’s program, then graduated, then got to read whatever I wanted.
I read more recently published books than in other years, but I still found myself looking back and reading some of my favorite authors, collecting more Berger and Bolaño and Glück and Kundera (and yes, I did the Lerner trilogy again).
I somewhat-embarrassingly spent perhaps too much time dedicated to self-help books (it was an impossible year seems to be the general consensus), which I then felt the desire to counteract with lots of fiction.
I read diligently for research, desperate to sustain the student mindset after graduating, then found myself reaching for relief in the whimsy of Carrington and Murata.
But mainly, I read to remind myself why it’s crucial to write during the worst of it (I’m thinking especially of Butler’s Molly), even when I feel more inclined to put the work aside to grieve. The grief integrates itself into the work, as opposed to dissolving to make eventual space for it.
Gold star/forehead kiss if you guess how many books I read this year (it’s a prime number). Categorized and alphabetized, per usual.

The 2nd Hometown Hero reading at @night_club_101 is on 12/16 at 6pm. This month’s lineup includes Emily Skillings (FORT NOT, TANTRUMS IN AIR via @thesongcave), Tim Carpenter (TO PHOTOGRAPH IS TO LEARN HOW TO DIE via @the.ice.plant), Colin Vanderburg (editor at @nplusonemag) and NY legend Olivia Nikkanen. It’s free.99; come hang before holiday travels.

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Hosting a reading 11/15 at @night_club_101. Featuring @emmelc, author of DEAD WEIGHT (@aaknopf & @picadorbooks), @nicoleklipman, editor at @nplusonemag, and @maggie.pix, author of the forthcoming HOUSEHOLD NAME (@w.w.norton). It’s at 6pm so you can go do Saturday night things after.
Halloween face for algorithm by @fennelily I think.

Hosting a reading 11/15 at @night_club_101. Featuring @emmelc, author of DEAD WEIGHT (@aaknopf & @picadorbooks), @nicoleklipman, editor at @nplusonemag, and @maggie.pix, author of the forthcoming HOUSEHOLD NAME (@w.w.norton). It’s at 6pm so you can go do Saturday night things after.
Halloween face for algorithm by @fennelily I think.

Hosting a reading 11/15 at @night_club_101. Featuring @emmelc, author of DEAD WEIGHT (@aaknopf & @picadorbooks), @nicoleklipman, editor at @nplusonemag, and @maggie.pix, author of the forthcoming HOUSEHOLD NAME (@w.w.norton). It’s at 6pm so you can go do Saturday night things after.
Halloween face for algorithm by @fennelily I think.