Introductions: Min Jin Lee
June 24, 2020
By Ruth Dickey, SAL Executive Director I read most of Min Jin Lee’s Pachinko on a plane, back when we flew on planes and had the sensation of the whole world condensed to our single seat, the luxury...
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By Ruth Dickey, SAL Executive Director I read most of Min Jin Lee’s Pachinko on a plane, back when we flew on planes and had the sensation of the whole world condensed to our single seat, the luxury...
Hyphenated Identity Crisis And the American war machine takes on the motherland And I finally am no longer A hyphenated identity crisis See the words Ethiopian-American Imply me a patriot for t...
My Wishes I wish I had my new heart and could leave the hospital. I wish all my friends would not be sick or hurt or bullied or punched. I wish I didn’t have what I have right now. I wish no animals...
By Ruth Dickey, SAL Executive Director Two years ago, Seattle Arts & Lectures had the pleasure of presenting Luis Alberto Urrea at a conference as part of a panel about place and narrative. The ev...
By Gabriela Denise Frank We are sharing a seismic moment. An unprecedented global pause is shifting space-time as we know it. Our struggle with sheltering in place has revealed both tension and gaps i...
By Alexis Chapman, Public Programs Intern In our latest episode of SAL/on air, our literary podcast featuring talks and readings from across Seattle Arts & Lectures’ thirty years, we hear from V...
Today, February 24, marks a watershed in the #MeToo movement—a Manhattan jury has found former Hollywood producer Harvey Weinstein guilty of sex crimes. To reflect upon the moment, we’re shari...
By Ruth Dickey, SAL Executive Director On October 7, 2017, Jodi Kantor and Megan Twohey published the first of several explosive New York Times stories on Harvey Weinstein. From that moment forward, t...
By Ruth Dickey, SAL Executive Director A few years ago, everyone I knew began telling me about a book they absolutely adored and that I simply must read. But when I learned the book was about a Count ...
It’s a mite hard to believe on nights like this that, somewhere, I have friends who aren’t dream-deep and snug in their beds, asleep, but may be dozing off in lecture with pens stuttering on notes...