A couple of years ago I was at the Association of Writing Programs annual hootenanny in Minneapolis, enjoying a midafternoon libation at an outdoor table--no really, they have them in Minneapolis, they just bring them inside in September--with the poet Gaylord Brewer. Dan Reiter, an alumnus of the Yale Writers' Conference from its glory days, walked past. I asked him to join us. He did.
"I already don't like this guy," said Brewer. "He's too good looking. He a good writer?"
"Yes," I said.
"Damn. Knew I didn't like him."
I'm very proud of Dan's success and its recognition by Kenyon Review's publication of "Dance of the Old Century." Read it right now.