Archive for the ‘Literary Frontier’ Category
More Tomato Bread, Mr. Bird?
Posted by: Keith Meatto on: August 5, 2011
This summer I picked up a few shifts serving food and drinks in the VIP tent at Celebrate Brooklyn, the outdoor concert series in Prospect Park. The job seemed like a perfect way to make a few extra bucks and feed my obsession with live music. According to my year-end credit card statement, I pay [...]
Ugly Guys Try Harder – Why Not To Date A German Nurse
Posted by: Keith Meatto on: July 12, 2011
I was reluctant when my hairstylist wanted to set me up with another one of her customers: a tall, blonde, gorgeous, German nurse. I’ve been on a lot of bad dates, like the one where I sat in silence across from a Pilates instructor who looked at her watch and said: “Let’s give this another [...]
May Day
Posted by: L.V. Lopez on: May 2, 2011
What you are about to read does not represent my best work. I will not edit it. I will not rearrange the paragraphs. I will not check it for spelling errors. I will not do any of these things because I want this short piece to represent the way I feel right now, my exact [...]
Optimism Against All Logic – Nonfiction by Gina Myers
Posted by: Keith Meatto on: March 3, 2011
- In: Literary Frontier | Michigan | Original Works | Saginaw
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After the two minute Super Bowl commercial that featured Eminem driving through Detroit in a Chrysler, my Facebook newsfeed blew up with status updates from my Michigander friends, both current residents and those who have left, who announced with pride, “Detroit is back!” or some variation of the same sentiment: Hell yeah. The D. Michigan. [...]
RIP Hemayel Martina – Poet and Child of Curaçao
Posted by: Keith Meatto on: February 17, 2011
One month before he died, Hemayel Martina gave me a copy of his debut poetry collection. We were living in South Africa and had known each other for only a day when he gave me Worried Ancestor Rest In Peace (Ansestro Preokupá Sosegá), his poetry book about the people of Curaçao, his island nation. That [...]
Rock Club Anthropology – Nonfiction by Django Haskins
Posted by: Keith Meatto on: February 3, 2011
There is not a rock club in the world that doesn’t feel like a cavern of one size or another. Many even advertise this fact, as does Chapel Hill’s oldest tavern, The Cave, or The Cavern in Liverpool, where the Monkees — or someone like that — made their name years back. The Old Ceremony, [...]
French Women Eat A Lot of Dairy – Nonfiction by Micaela Blei
Posted by: Keith Meatto on: January 27, 2011
After a sad, sugarless breakfast, during which she watched her boyfriend eat a large crepe with Nutella and bananas, she went to la pharmacie. The sky was gray and sad; it had been for days. Inside the wide glass doors she saw two people behind the counter: an older gentleman, whose attention would be extremely [...]
Bike Snob – Book Review by Will Kenton
Posted by: Keith Meatto on: January 25, 2011
- In: Bike Snob | Book Reviews | Books | Frontier Cyclist | Literary Frontier | Will Kenton
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I have a friend, a novelist, who lives in Jackson, Wyoming. You probably know Jackson as the home of great skiing and Dick Cheney. It features spaces so wide open they had to order an extra-big sky, and mountains so perfect a couple of French guys named them “the big tits” (i.e. Grand Tetons). This [...]
Hex – Fiction by Jess Lacher
Posted by: Keith Meatto on: January 20, 2011
On the day my grandmother died, she put a hex of despair on our house, a bad one she’d been working on for months. Both her eyes and her spirit of civility failed her towards the end, and one of the few things she still seemed to enjoy was threatening my parents with the hex. [...]
Back To The Start – A Songwriter’s Revolutions
Posted by: Keith Meatto on: January 13, 2011
After seven years of touring, writing, and recording, I reluctantly put my creative endeavors on hold to find a more reliable occupation. My transition from the life of a touring singer-songwriter to working for a major music talent agency–a company at the beck and call of touring musicians–was a painful role reversal. Before making this [...]
