Pilcrow Pretties Make Perfect Presents

You guys, I got a sneak peek last night at the painting Tony Fitzpatrick donated to Saturday night's Pilcrow NOPL auction and it's fucking stunning. Sexy and dirty and sly—remind you of anyone? So of course it needs to be hanging in my office. I'd been saving that space for a Sunday Ticket-powered flatscreen, but I'm rethinking those plans now.

If only there were some sort of occasion happening in the near future that necessitated the gifting of, to me, by you, the aforementioned Fitzpainting. If only.

Talking Type at Pilcrow

Were I moderating or speaking on the Lit vs. Tech panel at Pilcrow on Saturday, I'd surely use this article by Paul Dean as crib notes or a discussion starter. So thorough, so informative (Who knew "#@$%*!" had a name? Not me.).

Dean's history lesson gives me some reassurance that digital will not, in fact, kill the typographer—though I'll never fully embrace the idea of books and newspapers going the way of the rotary telephone, a curious antiquity you think your grandmother foolish for keeping around and actually (eye-roll) using.

Either way, count on me being front-row for this discussion. Should be a good one, with LOLspeak and Twitter nerds on one side and crotchety fuddy-duddies on the other.

Pilcrow: Let's Get Ready to Mingle

Forgive the lack of updates, here at MBD HQ, we're up to our elbows in the final push toward Pilcrow Lit Fest. The posters are done. Programs are printing this week. Various cards and fliers are mostly wrapped up. All in all, things are in good shape and I'm really excited for the weekend. DO drop by for all the litty goodness if you can, but if not, check back here after, when I post some photos of the Fest and samples of the PCL tchotchke.