PEN World Voices: DeLillo, Desai, Gordimer, Rushdie and Martin
Last night Rod and I went to the PEN World Voices town meeting on “Writing Home”.
Tons of fabulous authors—some I’ve been a fan of for years, others I was vaguely familiar with, and others I’d never heard of before.
Namely:
Steve Martin, who read from his soon-to-be-published memoir;
Pia Tafdrup, who read from her poems in both her native Danish and in English;
Don DeLillo, who read from his new book, Falling Man;
Tatyana Tolstaya, a Russian writer who read from her book The Slynx about an abandoned Moscow, set sometime in the near future;
Saadi Youssef, the Iraqi poet;
Kiran Desai, who read a little from her famous The Inheritance of Loss;
Alain Mabanckou, a poet from the Congo who read his poems in French...a friend read the English translation;
Neil Gaiman, of Sandman fame, who read from American Gods;
Nadine Gordimer, who read a little from her short story “The Ultimate Safari”;
And
Salman Rushdie, who read an excerpt from Shalimar The Clown.
The funniest part of the whole thing was when Desai, after stumblin a bit over her own words, said "I drank too much before getting onstage," before resuming the reading. All said in a rather prim Indian accent,
All told, I walked away feeling energized and excited and so happy I’m a writer, so grateful to be a part of this world of literature.
Cheesy to be sure. But: it’s a good life.
Last night Rod and I went to the PEN World Voices town meeting on “Writing Home”.
Tons of fabulous authors—some I’ve been a fan of for years, others I was vaguely familiar with, and others I’d never heard of before.
Namely:
Steve Martin, who read from his soon-to-be-published memoir;
Pia Tafdrup, who read from her poems in both her native Danish and in English;
Don DeLillo, who read from his new book, Falling Man;
Tatyana Tolstaya, a Russian writer who read from her book The Slynx about an abandoned Moscow, set sometime in the near future;
Saadi Youssef, the Iraqi poet;
Kiran Desai, who read a little from her famous The Inheritance of Loss;
Alain Mabanckou, a poet from the Congo who read his poems in French...a friend read the English translation;
Neil Gaiman, of Sandman fame, who read from American Gods;
Nadine Gordimer, who read a little from her short story “The Ultimate Safari”;
And
Salman Rushdie, who read an excerpt from Shalimar The Clown.
The funniest part of the whole thing was when Desai, after stumblin a bit over her own words, said "I drank too much before getting onstage," before resuming the reading. All said in a rather prim Indian accent,
All told, I walked away feeling energized and excited and so happy I’m a writer, so grateful to be a part of this world of literature.
Cheesy to be sure. But: it’s a good life.
Labels: PEN World Voices The New York Festival of World Literature
































