Jacob A. Bennett hosts authors Meghan Guidry, Kimberly Hawlena, Amelia Bentley, and Nicolas Destino-Hiler, who will read from their respective work. On the backend, Boston-area stalwarts Hot Molasses hold down the skitterpop rock’n’roll fort.
Cost: $6 for guests over 21; $10 for guests 18-21.
MEGHAN GUIDRY is a writer living in Cambridge, Massachusetts. She holds an MFA in Creative Writing from Goddard College, and is currently studying at Harvard Divinity School. Working in experimental and hybrid genre forms, Meghan’s writing is largely inspired by religion, science, trauma theory, cultural history, epigenetics, theopoetics, and the occasional coelacanth.
Her novel Light and Skin (2010) was published by Empty City Press, and she is currently working on the sequel, as well as her first collection of poetry titled Kinesiophobia (forth.). Meghan has collaborated on 3 world premiere pieces with composer Oliver Caplan, and is currently writing libretto for an opera with composer Dominick DiOrio. Her work has appeared in the Merrimack Review, Some Other Magazine, The Ugly Couch, Spare Change, What’s Up and in the anthology Boy Culture: An Encyclopedia.
KIMBERLY HAWLENA graduated in 2008 with an MFA from the Bennington Writing Seminars, where she was the recipient of the Lucy Grealy Scholarship for nonfiction. Her writing as appeared in Fjords Review, ROAR magazine, and the Improper Bostonian, among others. She works in publishing as an editorial supervisor, and lives in a very old house in coastal Massachusetts.
AMELIA BENTLEY is a very serious little girl.
NICOLAS DESTINO-HILER has a new book of poems coming out from Sibling Rivalry Press, called “Heartwrecks.”
HOT MOLASSES delivers tunes that pop like the New Pornographers, wink like the Kinks, and bounce like Talking Heads. Named for the great Molasses Flood of 1919, the band consists of Ben Abrams (gtr/keys/vox), Andrew Cohen (bass/vox), Julia Dickinson (vox/percussion), Pete Kriensky (drums), Doug Sisko (lead gtr). Their raucous live show shakes your shoes, sweetens your batter, and wakes the dawn.