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Public appearance calendar - past and upcoming book launches, signings, etc.
These are places where I will and have come out of hiding and upcoming events where you can check out the sanity of the author and purchase the book.
These are places where I will and have come out of hiding and upcoming events where you can check out the sanity of the author and purchase the book.
May 12-13, 2017: Deaf Mayfest in Toronto, Ontario. Click here for more info. Look for yours truly there! Cash only please, I don't yet have one of fancy-schmancy credit swipy things.
Mayfest was a successful event featuring about 50 booths and hundreds of Deaf, oral deaf, parents, interpreters and ASL students. Many thanks to those who bought the book and those who promised to buy on-line, I enjoyed chatting each and every one of you! It was my first public book offering and you fans made it an enjoyable event!
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May 20, 2017 "Magic of visual language"at H'art theatre in Kingston, Ontario. A wonderful performance was shown by 3 talented Deaf women. My book was made available before and after the show.
Me with my daughter, Juliane at the "Magic of Visual Language" show. She thinks her dad is a doofus but a loving doofus
June 14, 2017: Official book launch at the independent book store Novel Idea on 156 Princess street in Kingston, Ontario, kindly provided by Oscar Mallen.
August 12, 2017 : S5 Waves ice cream social at Lake Ontario park, in Kingston, Ontario (920 King st west).
London Deaf Expo November 2017, hosted by the London Deaf club (in Ontario, not UK!): Expo of many Deaf artists. I forgot to shave and woke up with a squirrel on my face
COMING SOON: Ottawa Deaf Expo on September 21, 2018. See you there!
Book blurb (love that word - blurb blurb blurb, sounds like a goldfish)
Smelly Hearing Aids and Fishy Lips. A journal by a deaf teen. Here's a nifty synopsis you can use for your high school book report. If you get a nice grade , send me a $5 gift certificate to Bass Pro Shops and I won't tell. If you smoked too much weed and copied the blurb from the back of the book and got a fat zero, don't blame me.
This is the longer version of the blurb in the back of the book:
“Smelly hearing aids and fishy lips” is a journal written by a deaf teenage boy, Egg Flounder, over the space of the first 6 months in the year 1983. To understand people’s mumblings and rants, Egg relies on lip-reading and what he hears though his hearing aids. However, his lip-reading skills are not always bang-on. Hence, the “Fishy lips” as in “Something’s fishy.” This results in suspicious, absurd and hilarious misunderstandings.
The book chronicles Egg’s “floundering” attempts to live in a hearing world: speech lessons from the old teacher Mrs. Tautog without sounding like a “Frenchman with a cold”, learning to correctly date a girl from academic journals, missing announced exams in school, and embarrassing problems with whistling hearing aids and funky molds (“Smelly hearing aids.”). It doesn’t help when his older near-perfect college-age sister brings home incomprehensible boyfriends, including one with “articulation skills of a constipated elephant.”
Like any other 17-year old, Egg struggles to define his identity as a deaf boy in a hearing society (“Every where I go, I am alone in a sea of perfectly hearing people. Put a duck in roomful of swans, and you will get one strange and lonely duck.”). We watch him suffer and change to find his true his identity.
His search for his identity was shown on many levels. He is a Canadian Anglophone who lived in French-dominated town in Quebec with a loud American mother who watches inane TV shows (“Icelandic car rally for the directionally impaired”) and a stuffy British psychiatrist father who reads boring tomes (“The Photographic Guide of Distinctive Teeth Patterns Found on Pencils.”). He was a teen teetering between a child who sleeps in sailboat pajamas and an adult who dreams of being a pilot and lusts after an older girl. Being the skinny stickman figure, he pined to be the “burly bearded Canadian lumberjack for the world.” (Pet moose and beer would be optional.) He had but one friend, a tin-foil hat type who “rants and raves that the world will end on Tuesday but makes an appointment with a doctor on Thursday.”
Retreating into his fertile and creative mind, we are treated with absurd and surrealistic philosophical musings, seen through his ad-libbed oral presentations of time travel and just plain wonderings, like the mysterious properties of light and why Adam was portrayed as having a belly button.
Smelly Hearing Aids and Fishy Lips. A journal by a deaf teen. Here's a nifty synopsis you can use for your high school book report. If you get a nice grade , send me a $5 gift certificate to Bass Pro Shops and I won't tell. If you smoked too much weed and copied the blurb from the back of the book and got a fat zero, don't blame me.
This is the longer version of the blurb in the back of the book:
“Smelly hearing aids and fishy lips” is a journal written by a deaf teenage boy, Egg Flounder, over the space of the first 6 months in the year 1983. To understand people’s mumblings and rants, Egg relies on lip-reading and what he hears though his hearing aids. However, his lip-reading skills are not always bang-on. Hence, the “Fishy lips” as in “Something’s fishy.” This results in suspicious, absurd and hilarious misunderstandings.
The book chronicles Egg’s “floundering” attempts to live in a hearing world: speech lessons from the old teacher Mrs. Tautog without sounding like a “Frenchman with a cold”, learning to correctly date a girl from academic journals, missing announced exams in school, and embarrassing problems with whistling hearing aids and funky molds (“Smelly hearing aids.”). It doesn’t help when his older near-perfect college-age sister brings home incomprehensible boyfriends, including one with “articulation skills of a constipated elephant.”
Like any other 17-year old, Egg struggles to define his identity as a deaf boy in a hearing society (“Every where I go, I am alone in a sea of perfectly hearing people. Put a duck in roomful of swans, and you will get one strange and lonely duck.”). We watch him suffer and change to find his true his identity.
His search for his identity was shown on many levels. He is a Canadian Anglophone who lived in French-dominated town in Quebec with a loud American mother who watches inane TV shows (“Icelandic car rally for the directionally impaired”) and a stuffy British psychiatrist father who reads boring tomes (“The Photographic Guide of Distinctive Teeth Patterns Found on Pencils.”). He was a teen teetering between a child who sleeps in sailboat pajamas and an adult who dreams of being a pilot and lusts after an older girl. Being the skinny stickman figure, he pined to be the “burly bearded Canadian lumberjack for the world.” (Pet moose and beer would be optional.) He had but one friend, a tin-foil hat type who “rants and raves that the world will end on Tuesday but makes an appointment with a doctor on Thursday.”
Retreating into his fertile and creative mind, we are treated with absurd and surrealistic philosophical musings, seen through his ad-libbed oral presentations of time travel and just plain wonderings, like the mysterious properties of light and why Adam was portrayed as having a belly button.