![]() ![]() The last time in the evening that it happened, he said "I saw the color was coming back into your face, so I decided to do something about that." Maupin seemed to relish catching me flat-footed. ![]() A few times, those jokes were so quick and so funny that I had nothing to say in response. Maupin fired off quips about sign language interpreters miming acts of masturbation, about oral sex, about orgies. And every few minutes, he'll say something so fantastically filthy that it'll make you laugh until the wind's knocked out of you. He's kind in his recollections, he's full of explosive anecdotes and hilarious observations. ![]() Maupin is a sweet and generous public speaker. I bring this up because last night at Benaroya Hall, Armistead Maupin knocked me on my ass at least three separate times. Dead air in an onstage interview is.well, death. If they tell an anecdote about fox hunting, you've got to find the connective tissue to tie that anecdote to the next question somehow, even if the next question is related to the stock market. ![]() No matter what the author throws at you, you have to make it an additive experience. The one thing about hosting author interviews in public spaces is you've got to "yes, and." the hell out of them. ![]()
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