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Go Spurs Go!

by Rachel Cooley on

Game 6 Tonight! Trinity University alum and TU Press author Tim Derk reflects on his time as the Spurs Coyote mascot in his book Hi Mom, Send Sheep!, providing insider perspective on the Spurs as they gained national attention while staying true to their San Antonio fans. Derk, who was constantly inventing new antics to delight fans, was one of the most popular mascots in the NBA—until a massive stroke disrupted his life and career. Derk’s story is one of personal struggle with illness, wry anecdotes of the Coyote’s misadventures, and reflection on the support of the team and fans. Today he is the manager of mascot development for the Spurs, where he continues to be an integral part of the game experience, helping to build community and entertain millions of fans. For the playoffs this year, TU Press is proud to be a part of Spurs Nation. Go Spurs! Beats those Mavs! 

Read Green!

by Burgin Streetman on

Every year on April 22, over a billion people in 190 countries take action for Earth Day. From San Francisco to San Juan, Beijing to Brussels, Moscow to Marrakesh, people plant trees, clean up their communities, contact their elected officials, and more—all on behalf of the environment.

At Trinity University Press, we encourage people to do their part, whether recycling, volunteering, advocating, or just by reading green!

If poetry is your thing, The Ecopoetry Anthology is perfect for igniting inspiration with work from dozens of writers who speak for the trees. Moral Ground: Ethical Action for a Planet in Peril contains eighty essays on our personal responsibility to help preserve the planet and will inspire you to do your part. Donald Culross Peattie was a midcentury naturalist who engaged readers through poetic and enlightened nature writing in books like A Natural History of North American TreesA Gathering of Birds and An Almanac for Moderns. The Pulitzer prize-winning U. S. Poet Laureate W. S. Merwin shows his fondness for the natural order of things in Unchopping a Tree.

If you are looking for a more tangible and active way to get in on conservation, the Earth Day Network creates tools and resources for you to get involved with Earth Day in your community. Read more.

No matter how you choose to celebrate Earth Day this year, just jump in and go green. Your children and your children's children will thank you for it!

The San Antonio Book Festival

by Rachel Cooley on

The San Antonio Book Festival will take place from 10 a.m. to 5 p.m. April 5 at the Central Library, the Southwest School of Art, and the Empire Theater. Presented by the San Antonio Public Library Foundation, the second annual festival will feature author readings and discussions, book signings, a book sale and exhibit, and more. 

 Trinity University Press will be at the festival to celebrate and connect readers with several of our authors. Barry Lopez will speak about nature writing in Home Ground and his new book, Outside; Mary Margaret McAllen will discuss the Mexican history in her recent book Maximilian and Carlota; and Char Miller will explore Texas water issues in his book On the Edge. 

The festival, which aims to “unite readers and writers in a celebration of ideas, books, libraries and literary culture,” will cater to many literary interests, including poetry, fiction, history, and even cooking. Guests can enjoy cookbook demonstrations and eats from local food trucks. Trinity creative writing professor Jenny Browne will perform some of her poetry and read the winning entries from the festival’s high school fiction writing contest. A Literary Death Match—a humorous reading competition with four popular and emerging authors and three all-star judges—will take place in the evening. 

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Liz Ward: Drawings for Unchopping a Tree

by Sarah Cooper on

An opening reception will be held from 5 to 7 p.m., Thursday, March 20, for an exhibit of drawings by Liz Ward, in the Michael and Noémi Neidorff Art Gallery at Trinity University. Ward will discuss her work at 5:30, with a book signing following. Ward, a professor of art at Trinity, is the artist behind the beautiful, delicate silverpoint drawings featured throughout W.S. Merwin’s book, Unchopping a Tree, published this month by TU Press. 

Ward’s drawings depict the cellular life of trees and illustrate Merwin’s poetic elegance in his description of how to resurrect a fallen tree. 

The gallery show is open to the public and will run through April 8.

The Bob Shacochis Guide to Food and Romance

by Burgin Streetman on

Bob Shacochis, the award winning writer of the critically acclaimed novel The Woman Who Lost Her Soul and the classic culinary memoir Domesticity: A Gastronomic Interpretation of Love, has been married to the same woman for more than 40 years, so obviously he knows a thing or two about how to keep a lady satisfied. More often than not, it's not about what's in her heart. This Valentine's Day, Bob offers up a few tips on how to win and keep the lover of your dreams. Through her stomach.

Know Your Lover’s Tastes

No doubt about it, if you want a pure insight into other people’s lives, find out what they most enjoy eating, and what they would never eat, even if it meant starvation. It’s a good idea never to cook for somebody without knowing this information. More importantly, it’s romantic suicide to live with somebody until you’re sure your gastronomic stars aren’t crossed. 

Forget Fancy Restaurants, Home is Where the Heart Is

Okay, so one fellow’s domesticity is another man’s shackles. I too am seduced by cosmopolitan restaurants and trendy bistros, menus indecipherable except to a graduate degree holder in the Romance languages. Ultimately, however, these establishments can become bordellos of endless gastronomic affairs with the appetite prowling and carousing, lascivious and transient. Little more is generated here but an ephemeral commitment that applies only to the glamor of the moment. I am no more immune to these moments of escape than anyone else but I know I’ll always come home, with a sense of relief, to my own table, convinced that home is the setting of something better, where meaning and satisfaction are anchored firmly into the foundation of our private lives and don’t drag off in the tide of yet one more inflated transaction added to the commerce of the day.

Skip the Spuds

A woman who believes in the amorous properties of potatoes shouldn’t be difficult to please, but frankly I don’t recall any mention of starchy foods in the Karma Sutra. Common sense tells me that not many of us, male or female, tend to be sexually aroused by spuds. They champion neither evocative shape nor aesthetic lure, have a taste only a bad poet would bother to describe, and conceived in subterranean ignorance of passion, quickly mature to frumpy ordinariness, and connote the long pedestrian haul of love rather than the wild lather of its overture. What pitiful son-of-a-bitch has ever looked upon a lump of mashed potatoes, then raised a wolfish gaze to the coquette responsible for the lump, put two and two together and concluded, “Good Lord, I must have my way with her! I must!” 

Spice Up the Morning After

Usually, what I don’t want is to have the dreamy child in me consoled by cereals and juices. I want to be startled in the morning, even shocked; I want to be bruised by ethnicity; I want to hoard my sensual pleasures and eat them too. Does this make sense? Of course not, but so go the idiosyncratic moods of breakfast. I’ll take Lancashire’s grilled blood sausages. I’ll take the Caribbean’s mashed sardines and saltfish cakes. Japan’s pickled vegetables and seaweeds. Ditto Mexico’s huevos rancheros or my grandmother’s sunrise plates of steamed spaghetti. And – ah! – to come awake to a bagel smeared with cream cheese, layered with flabby lox, mounded with slices of red onions. Give me fruits that have no name and emanate weird fragrance. Give me something volcanic, and something arctic! 

When In Doubt, Serve Oysters

From the gastronomic point of view, to die in the saddle (a la Rockefeller), eating a well-iced dozen on the half shell, is not at all an ignoble fate. Nine Floridians succumbed in 1992 as a result of eating raw oysters. The culprit is Vibrio vulnificus, a naturally occurring marine bacterium that preys on weak livers. For those of us with healthy constitutions, the threat is nonexistent. My advice is to belly up to the raw bar and not step back until you’re acutely aware of the improvement in your sperm count. If you harbor doubts, manly or otherwise, about eating it raw, heat it up. Vibrio vulnificus can’t survive the cooking process. Think of it as foreplay. 

Excerpted from Domesticity: A Gastronomic Interpretation of Love (Trinity University Press, 2013)