Much beloved, utterly genius contributors to The New Yorker for decades, the inimitable cartoonist Roz Chast and wry humorist Patricia Marx have now joined forces to gently roast our very favorite human beings: moms.
Join us as we welcome both creators for a celebration of motherhood with their new collection, Why Don’t You Write My Eulogy Now So I Can Correct It?
As a writer, Marx has always had an eye for small, domestic absurdities and almost minuscule sociological rebellions—and, for years, she has been noting her own mother’s most eccentric one-liners, with great glee. She compiles them all here! Cartoonist Roz Chast, whose own mother describes her artistic work as “a conspiracy of inanimate objects,” highlights the peculiarity of each one-liner with her own wickedly sly sense of visual humor and deep love for how unique a parent’s outlook can truly be. In-conversation to share with us the best of their work, join these two remarkable women just in time to get that book personalized for Mother’s Day. Don’t miss this chance to chance to celebrate the humor, grace, and sheer oddity of moms!
ROZ CHAST has been a contributor to The New Yorker since 1978, and is the only cartoonist we’ve heard of with multiple honorary doctorates, in addition to several books and a boatload of awards under her belt. In 2012, she was awarded the NYC Literary Honor in Humor. She has a knack for revealing the entire feeling of a situation in just one sentence, as evidenced by her critically acclaimed 2014 memoir, Can’t We Talk About Something More Pleasant?
PATRICIA MARX was the first woman humorist ever elected to The Harvard Lampoon, a writer for Saturday Night Live and Rugrats, and a contributor of creative, unusual ephemera to The New Yorker since 1989. She has authored multiple books, taught at university, given a TEDxTalk, won some awards, and only occasionally feared for her own wits. She was the recipient of the 2015 Guggenheim Fellowship.