DEADLINE
Young Writers Workshop Applications
The deadline for submitting applications for the Young Writers workshop is March 1. Motivated and socially mature students between the ages of sixteen and eighteen are encouraged to apply. Because of the large number of applications, admission is highly selective. It is based primarily on the student's application essay and a teacher's recommendation.
Scholarships are available for those who demonstrate financial need.
Two sessions will be offered this summer: June 24 - July 7 and July 15 - 28. Young Writers is an intensive two-week workshop for intellectually curious high-school students who value writing. KR's goal is to help students develop their creative and critical abilities with language—to become more productive writers and insightful thinkers.
For more information and an application, please visit the Young Writers workshop page on our web site or contact Anna Duke Reach, Program Director, at (740) 427-5207.
Think
of this section as a bulletin from KR in which we brag about
the accomplishments of the extended KR family and leave out the
gall-bladder surgeries.
- Nancy Zafris, KR Fiction Editor, received a Fulbright Fellowship to Belgium.
- Holly Goddard Jones's "Life Expectancy" has been selected for the 2007 New Stories from the South. You can read the story online, along with Nancy Zafris's interview with Jones on the KR site. "Life Expectancy" appeared in the Winter 2007 issue of KR.
PASSINGS
Daniel Stern
The KR
staff was saddened to learn that Daniel Stern, award-winning
short story writer, passed away on January 24. A friend of and contributor
to KR, Stern's last story, the darkly humorous "The Advancer,"
appeared in our Spring
2006 issue. In December 2006, Sheep Meadow Press released a Festschrift
in honor of Stern—A
Book For Daniel Stern—featuring contributions from Edward
Albee, Elie Wiesel, Frank Kermode and others.
The
January 26th edition of the New York Times offers a glimpse
into the life of this remarkably talented man. Our deep sympathy goes
out to Gloria Stern and her family.
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EVENTS
KR EDITOR TO SPEAK AT THE WRITER'S CENTER IN BETHESDA
David
Lynn, KR editor, will travel to Bethesda, MD, to give a talk
on "Dizzying Change on the Literary Scene." The event is scheduled
for March 26, 7:30-9:30 pm. The talk will be followed by a question/answer
session and a reception.
The Writer's Center
is a non-profit community of writers and conducts hundreds of workshops
in various genres of writing. The Writer's Center also hosts literary
events, readings and conferences; sells books and literary magazines;
and offers a congenial, supportive environment for writing groups to meet.
It is a voluntary, membership organization open to all skill levels.
The Center is housed in a 12,200 square foot facility in the arts and
entertainment district of Bethesda, with workshops also offered in Leesburg
and Arlington, Virginia, and at other locations around the greater Washington,
D.C., metropolitan area.
The event is
free and open to the public, but seating is limited. To reserve a space
online, please visit the Writer's
Center web site.
FROM
THE ARCHIVES
Winter 1953
In the Winter 1953
issue of KR, Randall Jarrell contributed an excerpt from his
novel Pictures from an Institution. So beloved was this excerpt
that a reader sent in this fan letter:
R. Jarrell's "Institution" is the funniest thing I ever hope to read. Please, please, isn't there any way I can read the rest of it, without having to wait?It's becoming an institution itself with everybody I know who knows how to read.My copy of the Kenyon it's in is unfortunately in the hands of a sub- sub-editor of Vogue Magazine, ill-met on the shuttle train. No doubt they will want to print a picture of Mr. Jarrell taken by Irving Penn—all black on one side, all light on the other. Eventually Life Magazine will attempt a page on him. They will print a picture of him looking as much like an insurance salesman as possible and will caption it "What ails wee Randall?" This question they will proceed to answer. The wages of fame.In the meantime, isn't there any way one can read the whole thing? All at once?
Signed,Isabel Hathorn
Following
is the excerpt, but not the whole thing. Read
the entire excerpt on the KR site.
pictures from an institution
Book 1
[This is the opening of a fantastic novel. During the year we expect to print some of the episodes. —Editors.]
Half the campus was designed by Bottom the Weaver, half by Ludwig Mies van der Rohe; Benton had been endowed with one to begin with, and had smiled and sweated and spoken for the other. A visitor looked under black beams, through leaded casements (past apple boughs, pas box, past chairs like bath-tubs on broomsticks) to a lawn ornamented with one of the statues of David Smith; in the months since the figure had been put in its place a shrike had deserted for it a neighboring thorn tree, and an archer had skinned her leg against its farthest spike. On the table in the President's waiting-room there were copies of Town and Country, the Journal of the History of Ideas, and a small magazine—a little magazine—that had no name. One walked by a mahogany hat-rack, glanced at the coat of arms on an umbrella-stand, and brushed with one's sleeve something that gave a ghostly tinkle—four or five black and orange ellipsoids, set on grey wires, trembled in the faint breeze of the air-conditioning unit: a mobile. A cloud passed over the sun, and there came trailing from the gymnasium, in maillots and blue jeans, a melancholy procession, four dancers helping to the infirmary a friend who had dislocated her shoulder in the final variation of The Eye of Anguish.
In this office Constance Morgan had been, for a year, the assistant to the secretary of the President; this was her last day.
Her job was like most jobs, except for its surroundings: either she did what she did not want to do, or wished that she had it left to do. By four o'clock there was nothing left. She sat in uneasy content, in easy discontent—she could not tell—picked an envelope from the top of one pile, put it on the top of another, and took a last last look through the drawers of the desk. Dr. Rosenbaum's old St. Bernard's voice came to her from the tennis courts, and she felt once more the pleasure she always felt at any reminder that he existed; she saved for him St. Augustine's best sentence: I want you to be. Two voices from the President's office—the President's, Gertrude Johnson's—she heard with different feelings; she could not have said exactly what they were.
