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Elizabeth Trundle

ELIZABETH TRUNDLE is a writer and performer whose work has appeared in numerous publications including The Georgia Review, Prairie Schooner, and The Nervous Breakdown. Her e-book, Seventies Gold, was published by 3 a.m. analog and is available on Amazon. She tells stories live, and has won the Moth StorySLAM in New York City. She skirts the literary-spiritual abyss on her website, itchybanquet.com.

In Conversation

RADICAL ALTERITY
MIKE YOUNG with Elizabeth Trundle

I met Mike Young when he read for the Buzzard’s Banquet series in a Fort Greene bar. Due to a booking mix-up, the room with tables, chairs, and a microphone went to a group of stand-up comedians; the poetry and fiction crowd landed in the storage cellar with a dangling light bulb and a reek of stale beer. Mike kept it fresh and interactive by passing out free black Sharpies(!) and hard copies of his poem.

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HAND WEARS GLOVE
CATE MARVIN with Elizabeth Trundle

If there’s a story that starts and stops, pauses, picks back up and ploughs forward through Cate Marvin’s three books of poetry, it’s the story of a heart that would have broken if it were fragile or dumb enough to crack, or a heart that was taken back bitterly because it was unwanted, but maybe wasn’t given altogether away.

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LOVE SKELETONS
JOHN REED with Elizabeth Trundle

When I hear younger, single folks talk about marriage as if it were an end zone, a pearly departure gate from the waiting room of unsigned love, I often butt in with a passionate (and unwanted) speech about what really happens after the honeymoon. In my view, the wedding, or commitment ceremony, rolls out yearly from that initial, kissy contract. Every day asks you to commit a little more of your soul; if you’re a person like me, who finds commitment painful and perhaps even life-threatening, staying married can involve years of crossing romantic Rubicons.

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NEGATION OF DESIRE
DARCEY STEINKE with Elizabeth Trundle

The notion of burning in hell doesn’t get as much play in our broader culture as it once did. Still, we all have our own version of hell, and we might spend more time there than we’d like.

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PAMELA ERENS with Elizabeth Trundle

Though our hearts may break for lonely characters in fiction, we still don’t have to invite them to dinner. A once-glittering socialite like Edith Wharton’s Lily Bart ends up penniless, friendless, and doomed, and we settle back with a weepy cocktail of pity and anger. After all, she’s not our responsibility.

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