BookThing is my book…thing: an ongoing chronicle quotidian, a collection of stand-alone chapters I read for you from a bouquet tailored for each reading.

I’ve referred to BookThing as an awkward love poem for Basel - the city I live in. With time it’s also covering ever more of my home of Vancouver Island, when I can get my animal body back to those parts where it deeply needs to be.

It includes my Tales from the Land of Voiceover series.

Observations. Encounters.

97% English. 3% Swiss German. 100% Happened.

It can be about everything and everyone - so there’s a good chance you’re in it.

After the first reading met resonance, we sat around a table over a glass that night and asked: “What is it?” I’ve decided it’s “Sit-down”. Not stand-up. Not a reading from a novel. Not spoken word. Not poetry. It will be what it is that night. (And maybe that’s all of this plus something else.)

I might play a song. There might be a slide show or field recordings. There might be a book published at some point. Right now though, it’s best I read for you in person.

Where? I’m thinking the next space could be the arthouse cinema with red seats where I played a concert. But it could also be in the brick cellar with the little bar on Nadelberg. Or the room with the beautiful wooden floor in Café Mitte. Or Theater Teufelhof, or the Foyer Public of Theater Basel. Or the Vault Café in Nanaimo or somewhere on Saltspring Island. Or the Protection Island Community Hall. Or Kaufleuten Zürich - that stunner of a heritage venue in the heart of the city. Or at one of the very raw and wild edges of the world - back home at Clayoquot Sound Theatre in Tofino.

You decide with me.

In the meantime, it continues to be written.