More on LitCrawl

I took a look at Technorati today to see what people were saying about LitCrawl, the Saturday night writerfest in which I pinch-hit at the "San Francisco stories"-themed reading.

This blogger was chuffed at the difficulty in parking and in the difficulty of squeezing into the always packed readings: "Shoving your way in was like walking into someone’s mouth–hot, humid, and kind of gross." Remind me not to make out with this person. Also: "Once inside, jammed between people, bags, and bar corners, you found that you were not listening to the type of famous, brilliant writer who would warrant all the ado. Nope. You were listening to an average writer who very often hadn't even published that much."

Geez! So sorry the no charge events did not meet with your satisfaction! Maybe you'd enjoy seeing David Sedaris at the Opera House later this month for $168 a ticket -- oops, that's sold out. Well, good luck with that on Craigslist.

Moving on -- but not very far -- a second blogger also found the events uninspiring. But on closer inspection it turns out she accompanied the first whinger. And she calls it "ShitQuake" -- now if only the writers she had seen were that clever.

Really, people! How hard is it to have a good time? This gal had a good time, including "magically getting a good seat" at each reading -- that would certainly help -- and this woman also seemed to enjoy herself. See, it's not that hard!

Finally, here are LitCrawl photos on Flickr.

Update: I loved this posting by a writer who does "Christian fiction." She writes:

I became curious, is there any commercial fiction included in this festival? It would certainly be okay if there wasn't. But there is. There's quite a bit of commercial genre fiction actually, including: sci-fi, travel writing, food writing, erotica, fantasy, true crime, mystery, noir, and music writing. And yet, I don't see a single session on Mom Lit or Chick lit. ... Anyway, if the Litquake organizers would like to change their ways next year and feature some Christian chick lit, I could be a part of a session called: "Chick Lit: Friend or Foe?" or "Jesus and Cute Boys?"

She also wonders, "My boyfriend suspects that perhaps few writers are ever invited to read at this festival, and it is more a matter of infiltrating Litquake." I'm not sure what she meant by that -- "few writers are invited" as opposed to... infiltrating? And I can't ask in comments, because it's a MySpace page and I refuse to join MySpace just so I can comment.