In keeping with all the reading/writing reflections I’ve been on in the last few days, I’ve been looking back at the readings I attended in 2015. In the past few years, I’ve tried to attend at least one reading a month. That fell apart immediately this year given that the one I went to in January was technically happening, but no reading occurred due to a suspected gas leak that resulted in an evacuation taking up the whole time despite turning out to be a false alarm.
January: The Long Journey Cara J. Swanson (we were all there, but the reading didn’t really happen because a suspected gas leak that didn’t turn out to be real resulted in an evacuation that took up the full time)
February: The Sacrifice Joyce Carol Oates
March: The Collector of Names Patrick Hicks
July: Skipped any formal readings at Tattered Cover, but attended the July Fbomb flash fiction reading event.
August: Secondhand Souls Christopher Moore
September: Best Boy Eli Gottlieb
December: Got lazy and didn’t go to anything.
(I also managed to attend a number of readings while visiting my old MFA program residencies in January and July, as well as some at AWP in Minneapolis. Somehow I never keep track of all what I manage to hit at those though, so I don’t have info to list for those.)
So, one didn’t happen though I attended, and one month I skipped entirely. There were two months where I did two though, so I think I still met my goal. Right?