tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15212200.post7122989831614805524..comments2023-10-29T11:09:30.434-04:00Comments on No shirt, no shoes, no Elvis: Elizabeth McCrackenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14487481958947539285noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15212200.post-1765291294751724102009-04-17T20:06:00.000-04:002009-04-17T20:06:00.000-04:00Susan--you should trike there! It will be like th...Susan--you should trike there! It will be like that David Lynch tractor movie, only you, and a trike, and no funeral. <br /><br />Thank you for the thought anyhow.<br /><br />Laura: before that reading took on extra resonance, it was memorable to me as being the worst audience I've ever had--not the smallest, but both small and contentious.Elizabeth McCrackenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14487481958947539285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15212200.post-31338917320343192712009-04-17T11:10:00.000-04:002009-04-17T11:10:00.000-04:00Can't make it to Hartford, but I love that line in...Can't make it to Hartford, but I love that line in your book, "if five people can be said to disperse." <br /><br />For poetry readings, five is optimistic...Laura C.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15212200.post-91646230400899333722009-04-17T07:52:00.000-04:002009-04-17T07:52:00.000-04:00It's moments like this that make me long for a car...It's moments like this that make me long for a car. <br /><br />Mostly, I'm so happy with my trike. But I'd love to hear you (and also see you). And can't think of a way to get there.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com