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CULTURAL WEEKLY


http://www.culturalweekly.com

Publisher Adam Leipzig's brainchild is a sure thing to look forward to every Wednesday night. Get a weekly dose of Literary Alchemy, Chiwan Choi's weekly blog on the state of small press, get Kickstarter of the week, get a dose of POETRY, YES, Cultural Weekly loves poetry, and editor Wendy Rainey serves up week after week of deep thoughtful strings of words by Los Angeles poets. There are video's, interviews, sections on literature, art & architecture, music, dance, cartoons, the Writer's life, theatre and performance, all served up in easy to digest segments to dip in and out of all week, PLUS a reminder on Sunday mornings should you forget to go back to the site.


WRIT LARGE PRESS

http://writlargepress.com


Publishers Chiwan Choi and Judeth Oden Choi present state of the art on what is NOW for small press and their authors. Throw in Peter Woods for PR & Marketing, who is also the event director for THE LAST BOOKSTORE in downtown Los Angeles, and by the way, if you haven't been there, you must explore a current and interesting discovery in the hub of the downtown scene. Conrad Romo, booking and sales director rounds out the crew in a press that has their hands onto the writing scene in LA.


and if you haven't read A.O. Scott's review of Steven Spielberg's LINCOLN, do it now, I'm off to the movies. Scott calls Lincoln a "masterpiece."


 http://movies.nytimes.com/2012/11/09/movies/lincoln-by-steven-spielberg-stars-daniel-day-lewis.html?hpw&_r=0

First season's apples in Julia Child's Tart Tatin

I started reading the script for Julie & Julia.

Everything they cook is so inspirational I had to
start peeling apples, and really, it isn't quite apple
season yet. But I got some Granny Smiths, and
some interesting organic sugar at Whole Foods and put that together in my mother's 50 year old seasoned cast iron frying pan and concocted the best. One. Yet.

Oh, Julia Child's recipe for Tart Tatin is simply the best. EVER. A poem, a cog in the feel good bank, a deposit, a winner.

Delicious.

A little time consuming, but worth it.

The secret is in basting those apples while they cook on top of the stove before you push them into the oven. Thank you Julia Child. Thank you.

Here is the way it looked before flipped it over.

Took it to a party over the weekend and had 3 phone calls (actual calls, not text or email) for requests.


Tell me you want one. Email me.







Ahhhhhh, Tart Tatin. 

Getting to know Nora Ephron + Lillian Hellman

I absolutely love Nora Ephron, her clarity of voice, and her "cashmere clad" wing spreading over me.

Right. If I were to have something named for me it would be cashmere. The Kathleen scarf, throw, socks?

I love the chapters "Addicted to LUV" I relate. I am just as addicted to Bejeweled Blitz as she was to Scrabble Blitz. It takes your mind off things, helps you see where you are not lined up, just one more game, just one more minute and focus!

Oh, have you tried Temple Run? That's crazy, the sound effects alone make it compelling to do another game and another. I switch back and forth when I have a little minute to focus, which turns into 5 or 10 then just one more, just one more game, something I can focus on, like Nora Ephron's wisdom, maybe follow her through a doorway into a more relaxed place, as if I were in the kitchen with her, sitting at the table, watching her cook while she talked to me.

Food is a very big part of life. Food is life. Isn't it amazing how much you can eat, how full you can get, and suddenly you aren't full anymore and begin to think of the next thing you will eat. I like how Nora says she goes into her kitchen a hundred times a day just to think about the next thing She will eat, and the next.

I love her chapters about the egg white omelette, teflon, chicken soup, Lillian Hellman, a real original and wild card. This is not in Nora's book, but I read somewhere one summer when Sinatra's yacht was anchored off Martha's Vineyard and a wild party was going on to which she was not invited, she went to a phone booth and called in a bomb threat and stopped the party cold. I imagine her standing on shore, cigarette in hand, fur coat around her shoulders, Blackgama of course, remember the advertisements she was featured in?, infuriated with the music and laughter floating back her way, and she chose to shut it down. True? Who knows.

I love Nora's final chapters, What I Won't Miss,  - EMAILS!
What I Will Miss  - her husband, children, friends, twinkle lights, pie.

Thank you Nora Ephron for clear soothing words. 

Nora Ephron keeps right on giving. She speaks to me.

I have 179 emails in my inbox, but I ignore them and go back to reading Nora Ephron. With all this heat it's the only thing I can focus on. Los Angeles has been about 95 degrees for weeks in a row.

I am reading the chapter called "My Life as a Meat Loaf," when Graydon Carter opened a restaurant in New York and put Nora's Meat Loaf on the menu. It had it's ups and downs, patrons tried to adjust it and everybody put their hand in until it was no good and flopped on the plate. Eventually they took it off the menu, but in the mean time, it wasn't exactly what Nora thought of when she used to play a game called "if you could have something named after you, what would it be?"

That got me to thinking, wow, if if I could have something named after me, what would it be?

I would name the ___________________ Kathleen.  Child? Ship? Chair? Car? Dog? Peony? Souffle? KKKKKKKathleen?

Nora Ephron Quote: "Falling in love.....

...is the most


                               Interesting


because it's so


        full of hope."


   - Nora Ephron

Reading Nora Ephron posts "Everything is Copy"

Yes, I'm reading the posts, watching the movies, picking up cookbooks, and I've even put a google alert on to Nora so I can read what everybody else is saying about her. From Martha Stewart, to FASHIONISTA BLOG for standout style in Nora's movies, I have to read it all. She is gone and I want more of her charm and wit and humor.

I can't quite let her go. I miss her and I never knew her. I love her wisdom, and her common sense. I love that she was a foodie, but insisted, as John Horn's piece in the LA Times points out, that homemade pastry dough is a waste of time: "Don't ever make piecrust, just buy it."

Meghan Daum's column in the LA Times, one of the first, tells us "Nora was not only an influence but a sort of literary mother hen with a cashmere-clad wing outstretched."

The New York Film Society paid tribute with free screenings of YOU'VE GOT MAIL at Lincoln Center.

Tom Hanks: "journalists-artist who knew what was important to know, how things really worked, what was worthwhile, who was fascinating and why. At a dinner table and on a film set she lifted us all with wisdom and wit mixed with love for us and love for life. Rita and I are so very sad to lose our friend who brought so much joy to all who were lucky enough to know her."

Meg Ryan: "Nora was an era. We pictured outselves inside her dreams and they became ours. All wisdom, wit and sparkle lights, what a treat she was, what a blessing. I marvel again and again, what a life...To have created simple happiness in people, to have added to the sum of delight in the world."

Mike Nichols: "What kind of a place is this? I feel like someone reached in and grabbed my compass from around my neck and threw it from a moving train. How will I navigate? I think a lot of friends and readers will feel like that. Nora was so funny and interesting that we didn't notice that she was necessary. She is absolutely irreplaceable."

The 1996 Wellesley commencement address was riveting, and inspirational. "Above all, be the heroine of your own life, not the victim." When she graduated in 1962 they threw six young women out for lesbianism. There were curfews. If there were guys in the room, one had to leave the door open. And she reminded these young women how much antagonism there is toward women, still. She told them to rejoice in the complications and the mess, and for a woman over 50, reading that, I'm telling myself to rejoice, even when "I feel bad about my neck."

Her movies are stellar. I've watched HEARTBURN, twice, love those 80's, when you met someone and bam - went right to bed with them, so cavalier, so luscious, so much fun. What happened in that picture between the lovely scene with the new baby in the hospital and the jump to him, Jack Nicholson exercising with a demonic-angry-rageful look on his face? Why so angry? Pissed she was paying too much attention to the newborn? I guess we can't explain everything. Stuff happens, dreams broken. The Carly Simon soundtrack filled in nicely: "out came the sun and dried up all the rain and the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again."




Rejoice in Nora:

5 things that describe me:
writer
fun lover
art hound
foodie
good friend

Now tell me,
My Favorite Nora Ephron movie is ____________________.


To be continued.

On Vacation - Reading Nora Ephron

It's summer vacation time and I'm going to sit in a chair and read all the pieces about Nora Ephron in the New Yorker and New York Times and the Atlantic and every place else I haven't read yet. Then her movies, then her books.

I'll be back when that's complete.

Tell me what you will be doing.
Love, Kathleen 

Girls. The rise of LENA DUNHAM

 OK, I love Lena Dunham. I'm a little late to GIRLS, but have watched all the episodes now, AND TINY FURNITURE, her first feature film, and I'm intrigued, not because Hannah and her friends are off having weird/fun sex (which I think of with fondness) but because the show, makes me remember that I forget that life is simply random - nothing is safe - nothing is secure - nothing lasts forever - and everyone is just trying to figure life out while weird stuff continues to happen; HELLO! taking pills, screwing in cast off construction pipes, smoking dope, getting fired from their jobs, power drinking, and being financially severed by their parents,
photo by Christian Oth                        

our Hannah, now forced to "make it" on her own, which I never was because I was so thrilled to get away from them (parents) that I took the bus out of Main Street, USA, got to California, and started to make my fortune one, two, three.

What I wonder now is why I never tried to make it in Hollywood, I mean I've been here 35 years - but I got involved in commerce instead, and it was very seductive...big FAT commission checks.

I'm not 25, not even 35, but interchange sex, drugs & rock & roll with retirement, menopause and healthcare and there is the next GIRLS......Girls like us,
remembering what it was like to be 25, wearing platform heels, fringed ponchos and low riding leather pants from the front row of a Rolling Stones concert.  I saw stars!

This show is intriguing. Miss Dunham dares to be herself; tattooed, overweight, sometimes without makeup, centered, present, and wickedly talented.

She's my kind of daughter, if I had one.

Thank you writer, director, star,  Miss Lena Dunham.

Poetry - Charles Bukowski - a man of beauty

By now you must have figured out I love Bukowski. That's right. You heard me. I love Charles Bukowski. But you post all this stuff that's beautiful. You go to gardens and art galleries and films searching for beauty. Right. I'm always searching. Beauty is what drives my life, but if you read closely you'll find the beautiful in this man's poetry. It's raw. It's real. It cuts through all the malarky of what's going on and gets down to truth. I'm trying to write. YOU never write me back, and you know I need distraction, but it doesn't matter. I get to the next line and the next, and in the meantime I go to gardens and art galleries and films and look at things that are beautiful. The same way Buk went to the track. He had to go out, so he could come back. Here's another one of his that is so true.

drawing courtesy of The Huntington Library


"so you want to be a writer?"
                          by Charles Bukowski

if it doesn't come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don't do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don't do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
typewriter searching for words,
don't do it.
if you're doing it for money or
fame,
don't do it.
if you're doing it because you want
women in your bed,
don't do it.
if you have to sit there and
rewrite it again and again,
don't do it.
if it's hard work just thinking about doing it,
don't do it.
if you're trying to write like somebody
else,
forget about it.

if you have to wait for it to roar out of
you,
then wait patiently.
if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.

if you first have to read it to your wife
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend
or your parents or to anybody at all,
you're not ready.

don't be like so many writers,
don't be like so many thousands of
people who call themselves writers,
don't be dull and boring and
pretentious, don't be consumed with self-
love.
the libraries of the world have
yawned themselves to
sleep
over your kind.
don't add to that.
don't do it.
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don't do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don't do it.

when it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in
you.

there is no other way.

and there never was.

The Huntington Gardens - The Huntington Art Gallery

Don't forget, the gardens surround the villa, and oh what a villa.

Henry E. Huntington build what is now called The Huntington Art Gallery in 1911.

Such a wonderful place to go to relax, and so diverse. It you don't want the Beaux-Arts house, you can get a completely different vibe at the new Japanese Pavilion.

 But do stay a while, enjoy this library, the British Art as well as the French, the early miniatures, silver medals, 18th century snuffboxes, the loggia, Renaissance paintings and furniture, Wedgwood vases, Morris & Co. stained glass window, ceramics, paintings, more paintings.

We are so lucky to have The Huntington preserved for us all.