Derek Sitter, the one-man elf show in SantaLand Diaries
It's December, which means malls across the nation are transforming into the North Pole. Fake trees covered in red and green bulbs are springing up from display racks and imitation snow being spread over every inch of linoleum.
2nd Street Theater revives an annual tradition in the spirit of Christmas
The black box ceiling of 2nd Street Theater is still splattered with blood from the first production of Evil Dead the Musical in 2008. On four occasions, the theater has transformed into the ominous isolated cabin in the woods where five college buddies vacation and accidently discover a force of unspeakable evil in the form of rapey trees who systematically zombify the friends.
Night Light artsy collaboration talk show debuts at Tin Pan
On Sunday, Shanan Kelley spent the afternoon standing knee deep in the Deschutes River's spongy mud banks with a glass of water in one hand and a bottle of Deschutes Brewery beer in the other. She was trying to refill Mirror Pond with a mixture of water and Mirror Pond Pale Ale.
Beehive Design Collective presents social awareness mural nine years in the making
A top to bottom scan of the Beehive Collective drawing "The Cost of Coal" flows from a raging river of industrialism and ends in a trickle of natural destruction. The top of the drawing is a complex skyline, a tangle of power lines, oil spills and backhoes.
In 2001, Ellen Waterston (or, Ellie, as her friends call her) launched Nature of Words, a literary nonprofit in Bend. Although she's since stepped aside to focus on other projects—like her recent verse novel, "Vía Làctea," which is being released Nov. 15—Waterston remains committed to the organization's mission and continues to stay involved through various programs, such as the Nature of Words' annual Literary Festival.
Internment camps and jazz. Seemingly unrelated, these two American institutions are former Oregon Poet Laureate Lawson Inada's primary influences—and, when passed through the filter of the now Southern Oregon University professor's poetry and prose, their seemingly disparate relationship becomes clear.
This weekend's Nature of Words festival brings together a literary kaleidoscope
Jazz music. Fishing.
Emily Carr calls herself an "ecofeminist love poet," which she details as addressing the "problems of...unposted love letters, cannibal chickens and a ship too late to save the drowning witch." "The Damsel is (still) in distress," she explains.
James Prosek's coming-of-age angling tale as much a page-turner as a heart-warmer
James Prosek is a Yale graduate, author, naturalist and artist. But more than anything, the 38-year-old Connecticutian is a fishing fanatic.
"At fourteen I turned Dark. Now, I'm Celia the Dark," proclaims the first line of Karen Finneyfrock's "The Sweet Revenge of Celia Door," like a high school battle cry.
In 2005, former journalist Jim Lynch wrote his first novel, "The Highest Tide." It is a charming book; set in Puget Sound, the story follows a budding teen, Miles O'Malley, who idolizes conservationist Rachel Carson and often takes late-night walks along the beach. Although trouble is brewing—domestic drama at his parents' house; hints about a small-town scandal; a rare squid washing up on shore, etc.—the tone is breezy, and engaging.