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A Reading by Brian Evenson
The 2019 Shirley Jackson Award winner reads from his work
Monday, March 25, 2024
4:30 pm – 5:30 pm EDT/GMT-4
Campus Center, Weis Cinema
 [A Reading by Brian Evenson] Novelist and short story writer Brian Evenson will read from new work at Bard College on Monday, March 25 at 5:00 pm in Weis Cinema, located in the Bertelsmann Campus Center. Evenson is the author of a dozen books of fiction, most recently the story collection The Glassy, Burning Floor of Hell (2021), and the Weird West microcollection Black Bark (2023). The reading, which is being presented as part of Bradford Morrow’s course on innovative contemporary fiction, is free and open to the public. 

Evenson’s collection Song for the Unraveling of the World (2019) won the Shirley Jackson Award and the World Fantasy Award, and was a finalist for the Los Angeles Times’ Ray Bradbury Prize for Science Fiction, Fantasy, and Speculative Fiction. Previous books have won the American Library Association’s RUSA Prize Award and the International Horror Guild Award, and have been finalists for the Edgar Award. He is the recipient of three O. Henry Prizes, an NEA fellowship, and a Guggenheim Award. His work has been translated into more than a dozen languages. A new book, Good Night, Sleep Tight, will be published by Coffee House Press in September of 2024. He lives in Los Angeles and teaches at CalArts.
 
Praise for Brian Evenson
 
“His stories are deeply terrifying and so troubling that they linger in your mind long after you've read them.” —R.L. Stine

“There is not a more intense, prolific, or apocalyptic writer of fiction in America than Brian Evenson.” —George Saunders

“Brian Evenson is one of the most consistently vital and unnerving voices in writing today. . . . No matter where you start with Evenson’s work, the door is wide ajar, and once you go through it you won't be coming out.” VICE

“Brian Evenson is one of my favorite living horror writers.” Carmen Maria Machado

“You’ve heard of ‘postmodern’ stories—well, Evenson’s stories are post-everything. They are post-human, post-reason, post-apocalyptic. . . . In an Evenson story, there are two horrible things that can happen to you. You can either fail to survive, or survive.”  New York Times
 

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