I’m off this weekend to go visit the LA Festival of Books. I’ve been to a couple of book festivals before, in Seattle and Portland, but I get the feeling this is a much bigger, crazier deal. I hope I run into some people I want to run into – but since I’m still kind of wobbly on my foot (fresh out of the cast!) I’m not sure how much wondering around the bookfair I’ll be able to do. The weird thing is that there are fewer poets and many more fringe-y celebrities than I’m used to at a book fair – like, Henry Winkler (you know, the Fonz) and Wil Wheaton. I guess that’s a side effect of having a book fair in LA.
This is also my birthday celebration, so wish me a happy (gulp) 36! We’re thinking of going to Mario Batali’s pizza joint in LA, Pizzeria Mozza, for my birthday dinner. Kind of a foodie-meets-wood-fired-pizza-fanatic paradise.

So, poetry+delicious pizza = a perfect birthday plan so far 🙂 Not much time for sight-seeing or museum/gallery-viewing around LA this time, as we’re going to the bookfair and dinner and that’s pretty much it, but next time I plan to do more!

PS: Have you ever noticed how many poets are born in April?