Writers Don't Perspire, They Glow

Writers are known to spend days in self-imposed, lonely isolation. So when they decide to unwind, they do it up right. Grub Street, Word Up's fave independent writing center, is hosting Grub Gone...Sweaty, the second in a series of reading parties that are geared to get you drunk and slam-dancing to Steve Almond's DJ stylings, or at least mix and mingle a little with some other local scribes. It's July 28th, 7 pm doors, Grub Street HQ. Tickets are $5 for members; $8 non-members. And we're giving you a few week's notice to plan your outfit and get going on the first draft of your best literary pick-up lines (none of these apply), because Grubbie events do sell out. Quickly.

Readings by Stephen McCauley, Billy Giraldi, Sue Williams, Ondine Brent, and Carmen Nobel start at 8 pm -- but the alchy will be flowing all night, and the wild hip-shakin' can commence any damn time you please. Just don't do anything you'd regret to see "fictionalized" in someone's short story submission for a fall workshop class.