…in the dirty south….
I don’t always love Atlanta, but sometimes I’m really happy I live here. Last night was one of those times. Because last night was my first ever Hot Summer Literary Car Smashing.
Yes, that’s what I said. Hot. Summer. Literary. Car. Smashing.
There were cold cans of beer, and readings atop the old junker that was to be smashed. There were kids and sledgehammers (always a good combination). There was a parking lot full of gravel for Mose to play with, and there was a lot of art.
Oh, and of course there was grape soda.
You fancy folks can keep your wine and cheese, your carefully lit galleries and hush-hush bookstores. Here in Hotlanta we know it’s about writing and reading and playing. And more than anyone , the wonderful people of the wonderful Duck & Herring Co. know how to play.
It was a time.