January 25, 2013 - 12:54pm
Clearing the name of a dog with a long-standing bad rap, author and pit bull advocate Ken Foster sets the record straight this Sunday, January 27th, at Carmichael’s Bookstore with his new book, ‘I’m a Good Dog: Pit Bulls, America’s Most Beloved (and Misunderstood) Pet’.
I like warm bellies. A hand placed right over the rise and fall of the belly button, the lungs right above that fill it full of breathing. A belly feels like the most alive part of anything, and it’s comforting. It’s my most favorite of parts. This applies to...
January 24, 2013 - 6:46pm
On Wednesday, March 13th at 7 PM, Carmichael's welcomes back Kristen Simmons, author of the popular teen dystopian thriller "Article 5." Come hear her talk about the exciting sequel "Breaking Point." Please join us!
January 24, 2013 - 3:52pm
Touting his new book, Don’t Lose This, It’s My Only Copy and Other Stories, Greenfield Jones comes to Carmichael’s Bookstore for a special reading and signing this Saturday, January 26th, at 4pm.
You should not try to say the name “Flannery O’Connor” at three in the morning. You can try, you really can – I won’t stop you – but you and your tongue will find yourselves more than surprised by what happens to the sounds there in your mouth. That...
January 24, 2013 - 12:02pm
The Kentucky native and founder of Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary, animal advocate Jenny Brown will share her new book, ‘The Lucky Ones: My Passionate Fight for Farm Animals’, at Carmichael’s Bookstore tomorrow, Friday, January 25th at 7pm.
Over the summer I watched a rooster die. He hung by his ankles in a tree with his dinosaur claws, and my ex-husband slit his throat with a knife. The knife looked bigger in the sunlight. And my jaw dropped open when the blood flowed out like cherry paint into the grass....
January 23, 2013 - 5:23pm
Oh it’s just a new year and new line up of poets and art and independent flair in this joint. Join Daniel Khalastchi and Craig Morgan Teicher for the 21c Reading Series kicking off tomorrow, Thursday, January 24th at 7:30pm.
My hands feel dead. They’re raw shellfish attached to my wrists, cold meat with thin skin. I don’t know how to survive winter in this body. My bones make Cold on the inside, somewhere next to the fresh red blood cells, and I can’t find anywhere in the world to be...