ZYZZYVA EventsSeptember 7, 2018
In Conversation with Obi Kaufmann
Location: 7:30 p.m., Pegasus Books Downtown, 2349 Shattuck Ave., Berkeley.
Description: Kaufmann, the author of "The California Field Atlas" and contributor to ZYZZYVA Issue No. 113, discusses his work with Managing Editor Oscar Villalon. Free. For more info: https://bit.ly/2nDnNrKSeptember 11, 2018
In Conversation with R.O. Kwon
Location: 7 p.m., City Lights Booksellers, 261 Columbus Ave., San Francisco
Description: Kwon, the author of the novel "The Incendiaries," will be in conversation about her book with Managing Editor Oscar Villalon. Free. For more info: https://bit.ly/2nEtgyFNovember 3, 2018
ZYZZYVA Creative Nonfiction Workshop with Caille Millner
Location: Mechanics's Institute Building and ZYZZYVA Offices, 57 Post St., San Francisco
Description: A one-day intensive workshop with Millner, author of the memoir "The Golden Road: Notes on My Gentrification" and a columnist at the San Francisco Chronicle. Class size is very limited. Applications are due by September 3. For more information, visit https://zyzzyva.submittable.com/submit/106865/creative-non-fiction
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David Rains Wallace is the author of seventeen books, including Chuckwalla Land: The Riddle of California’s Desert (click here for our review), Neptune’s Ark: From Ichthyosaurs to Orcas; Beasts of Eden: Walking Whales, Dawn Horses, and Other Enigmas of Mammal Evolution, and The Klamath Knot: Explorations of Myth and Evolution. His work has earned him two California Book Awards, as well a John Burroughs Medal for Nature Writing.
In its Winter 1985 issue ZYZZYVA published an excerpt from Wallace’s work-in-progress — his examination of the unique ecosystem of a state park just north of Daytona, Florida, called Bulow Hammock. The book, Bulow Hammock, eventually would be published by Sierra Club Books. In this piece, Wallace thinks back to when he was a nine-year-old boy and first visited these woods, which are so different from those he knew in New England. “The hammock was … seductive,” he writes. “It smelled sweet, a perfumy sweetness that reminded me of the hotel lobbies and cocktail lounges I’d occasionally been in with my parents.”