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Tuesday, September 15, 2020

This week in Media News, An interview with Vermin Supreme, a Dire Reading/interview with Carly Israel, and a reading on Big Table's YouTube Channel

 Jason Wright, editor and host had Vermin Supreme, perennial political candidate and Anarchist.  Vermin is "that guy with the boot on his head" is a character, and extremely smart. He was the Libertarian Candidate in 2016 for President of the United States. I participated as co-host, for the Oddball Magazine Podcast and Joshua Corwin showed up with a few questions.  Go to Vermin's website, do a deep google, and give this a watch. 






Here's Vermin and I at the old Out of the Blue Gallery on Main Street, in Cambridge.















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Virtual Friday's Dire Literary Series is going strong and Carly Israel was my guest. Here is her segment: 




Our fall schedule is rounding out, and so far this is what it looks like:

SEPTMEBER---11 Carly Israel   18 Daphne Kalotay   25 Ryan Ridge

OCTOBER---2 Marge Piercy    Kerry Beth Neville   16 tba   23tba   30  tba

NOVEMBER--- 6  tba   13 tba   20 Dewitt Henry   27  tba

With Johnathan Escoffery taking one of the tba dates.

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My publisher Big Table has their own YouTube Channel  I was asked to submit something so I read "If We Don't Think, We Will Sleep." from Every Day There is Something About Elephants. 



Thursday, June 28, 2018

Dire Memories, article by Doug Holder, about Dire Literary Series' swan song.



  Doug Holder and I go way back, almost as far back as The Dire Literary Series. It was nice to sit down and talk to him (in link or see below) for The Somerville Times, about both of those phenomena. Doug has published me, interviewed me various times, on television, or in print, co-produced a writers festival, and remained a supporter of my writing and writing, in general. Many, including myself, can say that their first poem ever published was through Doug, or Ibbetson Street Press.

The longer version about the end of the series is that it just seemed to be time. Between looking for new event locations twice in the past six months, many author/poet cancellations, and having features booked through October--sometimes there is patterns in coincidences. It was very generous of The Middle East to house the series December-July, but being told by the bartender rather than the owner that the room would cost $200 after July, was the icing on the cake. I challenge the assertion that they would do a better food business from 3-5PM on a Saturday, as the guests, and audience for Dire in the last 6 months, ate, drank during that time. I think it's all about his afternoon drinking buddies being hushed because an event is happening, in which, they are being rude by talking over it. I am a little melancholy about the end of the series, and I'm sure the final event will be very emotional for me. The final line-up is still being confirmed, as I write this.

     The article also mentioned what I'll do next. I'd like to confirm, that yes I'm looking for an agent for my next book, but the synopsis given, certainly doesn't allow for the optimal hook--so here it is:

Synopsis

Joe The Salamander (69000 words) follows Joe, a quirky man, mostly, from birth through age eighteen. Joe, a born people-pleaser, only chooses to say the word, "Yes," to everyone, except his mother, Mille, who he has unconditional trust with. The other woman in his life, Laura, his nurse on-duty at the time of his birth, becomes a life-long friend of his and his family.

Joe, overwhelmed by loud or extreme stimuli gets through life by wearing various costumes but loves Superman in his various television/movie forms. As he gets older, he finds comfort by wearing a Superman costume under his regular clothing. It is only after his parents die tragically on 9/11 that Joe stops feeling safe through the Superman strategy, because even Superman couldn't prevent such a catastrophe.
Throughout the novel, Joe's inability to successfully interpret life's sights and sounds, combined with his singular word language use, causes him to be placed in situations which work out in ways, not intended. His mother tries to increase Joe's independence so he could eventually survive on his own, but after her death, Joe is left to figure things out on his own.  
 As he hits his mid-thirties, and entirely by desperation, he goes to the local costume shop to buy the bigger, and better Superman costume he had seen to help him to re-enter society using an old coping mechanism.
            Joe The Salamander, takes a sensitive, and human look at what it is like the stimulus of the world are challenging, and also how misunderstood and beloved people are within the spectrum. 

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Here's the article, and check the Dire Literary Series website for any updates.:


Timothy Gager talks about writing and the swan song of the famed Dire Literary Series.

 By Doug Holder

As you know my usual home away from home is in the Bloc 11 Cafe in Union Square, Somerville. But on this day I was to meet with an old friend Timothy Gager, at the Diesel Cafe in Davis Square. The Diesel, although a sister store of the Bloc, has a decidedly different vibe. The space is larger and the crowd seems more eclectic. The baristas seem to dress more radically, and there is almost a friendly but militant sensibility to them –pardon the oxymoron.

On this morning in June, Gager (Who I founded The Somerville News Writers Festival with back in the day), joined me at my well-appointed booth. His arm was in a sling from an athletic injury, and he had a fashionable stubble on his chin—with touches of gray.  Gager looks like a man who always seems to be on the cusp of a joke—but make no mistake—Gager is a serious dude.

For 18 years he has directed the Dire Literary Series—which started at the Cantab Lounge in Cambridge,and then at the Out of the Blue Gallery, when the gallery was located in several spots in Cambridge. It is currently held at the Middle East Restaurant in Cambridge; its last readings will be in the Arts Armory on Highland Ave. in Somerville. The swan song, the final act, the reading where the fat lady finally sings, will be Oct 12, 7PM. I am honored to be one of the readers—the others will be announced in the coming weeks.

The Dire Literary Series is on the tip of many writers and poets tongues in the region and even across the country. Gager has curated a wide-range of novelists, essayists, fiction writers and poets over the last 18 years. The list is impressive including, Steve Almond ( Who now has a column in the New York Times), Tom Perrotta, Jennifer Haigh, Sue Miller, Alex Beam ( Boston Globe Columnist), DeWitt Henry ( Founder of Ploughshares Magazine), and the list goes on.

But the times are changing, and it's wind has swept into the protective cove of Gager's series. There are higher costs and the transient nature of the venues, as well as other factors that made Gager think that it is time to call it quits.

I asked Gager about any memorable moments he had at the Dire. He reflected and smiled to himself, “There was this writer Gary Kadet, who wrote an S&M novel. He use a long whip as a prop. When he cracked it, Tom Perrotta almost jumped from his seat.”

Gager, who was the publisher and editor of the Heat City Literary Review, and the Wilderness House Literary Review, revealed the pleasure he feels when an emerging writer who started out in his open mic—then published a book of his or her own, comes back as a featured reader. He stated, “ It is really gratifying to see people grow in their writing.”

I asked Gager about changes in the writer's scene. He reflected, “ People don't seem to have the attention for longer fiction—it is more flash fiction these days. He continued, “Also—I see the inequality for women writers has lessened. Years back it was much more male - dominated. Men read men's novels and publish each other's work. Now that these inequalities are being pointed out—adjustment are being made."

Gager told me that his first two readers were writer Alex De Suze and Nick Zanio. He revealed that he has hosted 200 reading and hundreds of writers during his tenure at the series.


Gager told me he will not go gently into the night. He will actively concentrate on his own work. He wants to secure an agent. I asked him about the latest novel he is working on. He said, “It concerns a guy who has Asperger's, a bunch of strong women, and a host of insensitive men.”

Gager, a man with a busy schedule had to take leave from the Diesel. So we parted ways, shaking hands—silently noting our history of literary citizenship. 




Friday, December 1, 2017

Dire History-A Goodbye to Out of the Blue, but I hope to see you anew. Hello to The Middle East

Sadly finances forced The Out of the Blue to close 12/1/17, but they promise to be back, sometime, somewhere and hopefully soon. I am deeply indebted and am so grateful for my relationship with them, starting back in 2001. Hopefully not a goodbye, but a see you later.

 So here's the Dire history--location only.



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February-March 2001 - First Tuesday reading at Cantab Underground                              2



June 2001-Aug 2002- First Friday, Out of the Blue Art Gallery                                        15
                                    168 Brookline St., Cambridge



Sept 2002-Oct 2011-First Friday, Out of the Blue Art Gallery                                         110
                                    106 Prospect St., Cambridge





Nov 4, 2011-                -First Friday, Yarrow                                                                        1
                                    106 Prospect St., Cambridge

Yarrow? WTF, Yarrow? Rare image. 



















Dec 2011-Sept 2014-First Friday, Out of the Blue Art Gallery                                          34
                                    106 Prospect St., Cambridge



Oct 2014-Nov 2017-First Friday, Out of the Blue Too                                                       38      
                                    541 Massachusetts Ave., Cambridge                                                   200




Dire NUMBER 201-----Tomorrow-First Saturday Afternoon , The Middle East Corner                                                                                      480  Massachusetts Ave., Cambridge

The new temporary location stage area

As you can see, exactly 198/200 meetings of the Dire Series was held at the Out of the Blue Gallery,
in some form or another. If and when they relocate we'll give it a go there as I've had an amazing relationship with Tom Tipton (right), the proprietor and friend.
The Middle East, with their generous owners, Joeseph and Nabil Sater (left) have supported the Out of the Blue for years. These gentleman also have a reputation for supporting individuals, such as broke or troubled musicians by giving them jobs and helping them back on their feet, which they humbly would never admit.

When I approached Nabil to host Dire at The Middle East this Saturday, all I had to do was ask--it took less than a minute. Seemed like a good match--a series in need and a location owner with a big heart. It's a temporary home and I could be asked to leave at anytime....which has never stopped me before. So tomorrow at 3 PM, we do it again--very much hope to see people at the new location, date and time!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Dire Memories, The First Ten Years

HOST: The Dire Literary Series is a laid back series not like any you've experienced. If you need to use the bathroom, please get up, it's back to the right. If you need to smoke, please go outside anytime you wish. Readers, the door may open during your reading, and the cooler might make noises from the ice when I pull beer out for someone so don't freak out about it. Also, if you'd like a beer, raise your hand and I'll bring one to you. That's me, the host, and that is how it starts. This is how it always starts.

The series itself started with an idea for a fiction open mic as there were none in all of Boston that readers could read for 15 minutes a shot. And with an ad looking for features which no one answered, it was on!

December 05, 2000 01:23PM

If you are a published writer and live or can travel to the Boston area I need authors interested in becoming a featured reader at the Cantab Lounge on a Thursday Night. Advertising for your event will be in The Boston Globe, Boston Herald, The Improper Bostonian Magazine and The Boston Phoenix. All interested please e-mail me at ctgager37@yahoo.com

At first we had two hosts, myself and John Bailey. We had a wacky idea that we were going to perform a variety show with music, readings and comedy.  There was no Facebook but there were newspapers and paper fliers to tack up. John and I had planning meetings. We needed a name for the event so we went to a bar in Burlington and drank. What we came up with reflected the dire need for a series of this type, but it also reflected the amount of drinks we'd had. Thus the original name (still found on the web address, direreader.com) was The Dire Reader. Within the first year, the series needed to be taken seriously, so I called it just, The Dire Series.


The first Dire Reader occurred in February 2001. I have one picture of the event (me drinking a beer) which featured Alex De Suze, who didn't read, but instead acted the short version of her play, "Single What? Female".




The event was sparsely attended by my poker buddies, a few family members and one person from my office Frazer, who brought his son, Jesus Maclean, whom was a writer. Not a single person signed up for the open mic so I had Jesus and some others read my work (without mentioning that) to fill time. Oh, we had the skits too. One of the skits involved John and I as the Zoom kids in prison making hooch out of toilet water. We sang the Zoom theme and ran around the stage like airplanes. Hence, Dire had immediate growing pains. In a few months it became apparent to The Cantab that it wasn't catching on  and no one was drinking to give them the business they wanted so I was "canned" from there.

I looked for a new home. At another reading I ran into Gary Hicks who told me about the Out of the Blue Art Gallery. I went to 168 Brookline Avenue, met Tom Tipton and Deb Priestly and in less than five minutes they told me that it was all set. I could host Dire, the first Friday of every month. Meeting with them to get the series moved and working with them has remained just as easy. Below is Tom from 2008 from the first cut for the documentary film "Out Of The Blue." Filmed and produced by Alexander Riback, Stephanie Waters, Melody




Back then the gallery at 168 Brookline Ave. looked like this:


If you know the building at 106 Prospect Street, where it is located now, Tom and Deb have replicated the old 168 Brookline Avenue building perfectly. The Prospect Street is a much better as it is closer to the Central Square T station. The Brookline Ave building was a ten minute walk from The Middle East Restaurant. At the gallery, I said goodbye to John Bailey and added a second feature and decreased the feature time to 30 minutes. The open mic was shortened to an hour. Later on in in 2004 I added a poetry feature as well.

The second or third month at 168 Brookline I had Doug Holder as it feature and it snowed twenty inches. I didn't cancel and about ten of us sat around and told stories. The first Dire held after 9/11 was a somber affair and was poorly attended. It was a time that people weren't leaving their houses much. In 2005 I featured "A Day in the Life: 9/11/01" by Neil Kenneth Goodchild who lost his sister in that tragedy. The reading, attended by his family,  broke my heart.

Suddenly in 2002, the Dire was the thing. We were reading to full houses. We were getting great writers such as Sue Miller and Steve Almond--and the buzz was on! In July, in the second  year, I held the first Dire BBQ. I didn't announce it, as it was on a whim, but it was held during a regular event where I stuck a cheap portable grill with screw in legs in the front of the gallery (no backyard in the old place)
and had my roommate Bob play music. Unfortunately, the grill was flattened by someone we observed from about a quarter mile down Brookline Avenue from Central, zigging and zagging in a drunken pinball state.  After numerous warnings were ignored he fell directly on top of the grill. Bob and I peeled him from the hot coals. The next BBQ was at the new site, which had a gas grill, and featured heavy hitter Tom Perrotta and Gary Kadet who wrote D/S: An Anti-Love Story.  According to Kirkus Reviews, here's D/S:  Fade in on Perry Patetick, the anti-hero of this so-called anti-love story, as he's about to lose his newspaper job and drift into the world of S&M, in particular D/S--D for Dominance, S for submission.

No one was prepared when Gary showed up in full leather and a bull whip, which he snapped while reading passages from D/S. Tom Perrotta was extremely wide eyed during the whipping.


The Out of the Blue was becoming known for all of their poetry and art events but also for their pets, Bear the dog  and two cats. During Dire I place them down in the finished basement  because I don't want my guests to be suffering with allergies. At first you could hear the cats fighting and carrying on during the readings.  Two other times, I couldn't account for the animals. The first  was during a Steve Almond reading where smack in the middle of it, Tom Tipton walked in with Bear on a lease and a cat in his arms, which during a pause for breath by Steve, meowed. Steve's reading sounded: Sadly, B.B. is not much of a kisser. He presses too hard, and he doesn't know how to modulate the whole mouth-opening-tongue-moving-forward thing. All effort and no technique, which is  (MEOW) A DOG and THERE IS A CAT MEOWING and A FUCKING MAN WALKING IN, DURING  MY READING OF THIS STORY!"

Another warm summer evening, I had the back door open and one of the cats entered with a big bloody rat in her mouth. Cats can be proud animals and he was the proudest  dude ever. He pranced to the reading area and dropped the dead animal near the reader. All hell broke loose and the audience panicked. Chairs were overturned and people were screaming. I grabbed a broom and doing my best Bobby Orr impersonation; a perfect hockey slap-shot, and the rat ricocheted out the open back door. Score!

Articles about Dire's Early Years (none as informative as this blog entry)

2002 Allston-Brighton TAB

Around 2005, the Series started to do poorly. The newness was wearing off. I considered quitting. Then it picked up again with the help of friends and word of mouth. Also tools such as Facebook and Myspace made it easy to direct interested people to the event and it was packed again.



Along the way Dire picked up a 2008 Best of Boston Award.  I was honored, humbled and thrilled. The write up was exactly what I had envisioned Dire to be years ago. Finally, The Dire Literary Series was being taken seriously for being what it was and what it was meant to be. The most recent interview about Dire was held in November, 2010 when Fictionaut interviewed me about the Dire.

On February 4, 2011 I am doing it for the 120th time . In that time I've met so many fabulous writers that have featured and read in the open mic. The quality of the open mic never fails to impress me. I've had numerous open readers come back and feature when their books come out! Many have had long runs at the open, my favorites Murray, the IRS investigator and Bob, the cop, no longer come, but good people continue to come and they're the ones I continue Dire for.