De Stijl, Continued...

I kind of worked through the weekend but before you shed a tear on my behalf, I did enjoy a brilliant break for champagne-y sake and this magical gold-flecked (osmanthus?) dessert at Yozakura Kushiyaki Bar, which means "cherry blossom that unfolds at night" or similar, with one of my favorite people and the new issue of Self-Service. Anyway, news on the work front continues to be spectacular, and so I am happy to share:

Girls Write Now, which j'adore (I am vice-chair of the board of directors) is featured prominently in today's New York Times!

Janice Erlbaum was stupendous last night at Sunday Salon, as always. Here's some gossip for you: I sold a copy of Have You Found Her to hot poet Major Jackson.

Rudy Wurlitzer was featured in The Wall Street Journal over the weekend. On his decision to go with a small press for his new novel, The Drop Edge of Yonder: "I'm done sublimating myself to others."

As I mentioned on Friday, I tracked down his first novel, Nog, which I am really enjoying. I'm only a few pages in but the fantastic narrator, a sort-of psychedelic Holden Caulfield so far, has totally pulled me in: "I was unprepared for such a downpour, being dressed in white seersucker pants, white paisley shirt and finely-woven linen shoes. I stood near her, waiting, but resolved not to give out with any information." And later, "The evening had already been too much of a lark. It might possibly set me back for months." I can see why it's won such ardent fans!

Look for Rudy's "Book Notes" playlist at Largehearted Boy on Wednesday.

Ludlow 38 gets namechecked in Downtown Express as an example of the new art scene. Plus, if you're looking for something brilliant to do in New York tomorrow night, look no further.