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I'm a storyteller in the New York area who is a regular on NPR's "This American Life" and at shows around the city. Moved to New York in 2006 and am working on selling a memoir of my years as a greeting card writer, and (as a personal, noncommercial obsession) a nonfiction book called "How to Love God Without Being a Jerk." My agent is Adam Chromy at Artists and Artisans. If you came here after hearing about my book on "This American Life" and Googling my name, the "How to Love God" book itself isn't in print yet, and may not even see print in its current form (I'm focusing on humorous memoir), but here's a sample I've posted in case you're curious anyway: Sample How To Love God Introduction, Pt. 1 of 3. Or just look through the archives for September 18, 2007.) The book you should be expecting is the greeting card book, about which more information is pending. Keep checking back!

Friday, January 26, 2007

Vocabulary Poem: Scacchic

SCACCHIC (SKA-kic). adj. Of or pertaining to the game of chess.

Bobby Fischer, chess god, beat the Reds,
And shortly after, went way off his meds---
Became an anti-Semite, grew a beard,
Indulged in rants both paranoid and weird...
The danger's clear. So why pursue success
In something as obsessional as chess?
The kind of folks whose drives and dreams are scacchic
Are rarely loud or dissolute or bacchic.
But why live life a brainy, zany monk?
I think I'd rather die a whoring drunk.

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Blogger Jason Rohrblogger said...

You rhyme scacchic with bacchic. Pure genius. Also, I agree with the last line of the poem wholeheartedly.


P.S. If it is chic to be an oenophile is it bac-chic?

1/26/2007 8:56 PM  

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