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The New York State Writers Institute Celebrates Conjunctions
Bradford Morrow, Ann Lauterbach, and Peter Straub Read at SUNY-Albany
Thursday, September 24, 2015
Recital Hall, Performing Arts, Center, SUNY-Albany, 1400 Washington Ave.
 [The New York State Writers Institute Celebrates Conjunctions] On Thursday, September 24th, at 8:00 p.m., the prestigious New York State Writers Institute will celebrate Bard's provocative, innovative literary journal Conjunctions with a reading by Conjunctions editor Bradford Morrow (Bard literature professor and Bard Center Fellow) and contributing editors Ann Lauterbach (Bard's David and Ruth Schwab Professor of Languages and Literature) and Peter Straub.

The reading will take place at the Recital Hall at the Performing Arts Center on the University at Albany's uptown campus, 1400 Washington Avenue, Albany, New York. It is free and open to the public; no reservations or tickets are required. Copies of the readers' books and of Conjunctions will be available for sale.

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PRAISE FOR CONJUNCTIONS

"Conjunctions is a translation into a multiverse of stories and poems and essays and even weirder hybrid forms, the mutant menagerie of literary fiction. It's a place to take risks; a home in the universe for creative, dangerous writing; an oasis for weirdness and wonder. I read it with Christmas pleasure." —Karen Russell

"Without a doubt, Conjunctions is the best literary magazine in America." —Rick Moody

"Eclectic, innovative, dazzling."—New York Today

"Striking ... rich." —New York Times

"A showplace for some of the most exciting and demanding writers now at work." —Washington Post

"Conjunctions is one of the very best literary magazines in North America. If you like good reading that's also provocative and original, naturally you would be reading Conjunctions." —Joyce Carol Oates 

"One of our most distinctive and valuable literary magazines. The fiction, poetry, criticism, drama, and art is sometimes described as ‘experimental,' but we would also say innovative, daring, indispensable, and beautiful." —PEN American Center  

PRAISE FOR BRADFORD MORROW—

"One of America's major literary voices." —Publishers Weekly

"A distinguished American man of letters." —The Independent 

"Morrow's assiduous probing of the intricacies of moral choice hit us where we live—or ought to live." —The New York Times Book Review

PRAISE FOR ANN LAUTERBACH—

"Lauterbach has found new forms for expressing the continuousness of change: its ways of summoning and disrupting intimacy, of evoking and subverting the position of perceptions and the framing and decentering play of language itself." —Boston Review

"Ann Lauterbach's poetry goes straight to the elastic, infinite core of time."—John Ashbery

PRAISE FOR PETER STRAUB—

"When Peter Straub turns on all his jets, no one in the scream factory can equal him. The plot is challenging, the characters are intriguing in their complexity and the language is a delight." —Stephen King

"Intense and yet measured; serious and melancholy at times, but also humorous. Straub's prose has a tart clarity that allows him to delineate the muddiness of life with great economy and richness. He has a superb ear for dialogue, both spoken and silent." —The Guardian


Contact: Micaela Morrissette, mmorriss@bard.edu, 845-758-7054
http://www.conjunctions.com

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