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Winter Getaway

There’s still time to register for the Winter Getaway, so I figured I let you know a little more about it. Here’s an excerpt from a Frommer’s article that gives you the flavor of the event:

When one of Peter Murphy’s poems got “slaughtered” at a famous writer’s conference a few year’s back, he vowed to create an event where beginners could learn while keeping their egos intact. His “Winter Poetry and Prose Getaway,” now in its eighth year, offers a dozen workshops, including poetry writing for beginners, memoir, songwriting, and story telling, all taught by writers hand picked by Murphy for their compassionate approach. This isn’t the place to nitpick over manuscripts. Rather, the emphasis is on fueling your imagination and starting something new. Classes meet for an hour or so each morning, after which students disperse to complete an assignment. Lunch is followed by more classes in which the new works are discussed and (gently!) critiqued. Late afternoons are devoted to quiet writing time or a stroll along the winter beach.

The location is the informally funky Grand Hotel in Cape May, New Jersey, a lively coastal town 45 miles south of Atlantic City that’s stuffed with Victorian homes and antiques shops.


Revelations: A Writer’s Conference Can Be the Perfect Place to Vacation Inexpensively

If you’re eligible, you can get professional development credit for attending–this is mostly important for teachers, but hey, it never hurts to ask if it can help you, too.

What’s so great about the Getaway? Well, it’s a low-key place to work on your writing, for one, and you can never have enough of that. Getting to spend a weekend in otherwise-deserted Cape May with your laptop would, by itself, be worth the price of admission. When you add in the workshops, it’s a great deal.

I’m leading a workshop on creative non-fiction. It’s my third year at the Getaway, and I can’t say enough about what a great opportunity it is for writers of all abilities. If, since you’re reading my blog, you’re curious about what goes on in my workshop, I’ll tell you.

In our first session, we introduce ourselves and work on a few short exercises that are the literary equivalent of some warm-up cardio followed by some stretching. Then we start working on a single “big piece.” Some attendees are already well into their big piece–in fact, if they want, they email it to me before the Getaway and I have feedback waiting for them. Others get started at the Getaway. By the end of the weekend, they have anywhere from 5 to 10 pages of writing done, with a great idea of how it will continue.

People have worked on everything from memoir to insightful essays. Essentially, creative non-fiction is anything that’s not invented and is written with more attention to style and significance than a news article or blog entry (d’oh!).

If you’d like more information, email me or, for the real deal, check this page.

Hopefully I’ll be seeing some of you in January.

Review in The American Interest

I’ve got a pretty long review of Des Wilson’s Ghosts at the Table in the current issue of The American Interest. In the review, I go from talking about the book to discussing the place of poker in global culture. Here’s a sample:

Poker is the quintessential American game. As with jazz or capitalism It’s no accident all three were either invented or perfected under the American aegis, improvisation intersects with formal rules, such as how to deal and the rank of hands. Risk-taking, cunning, nerve, bluffing, inspiration, luck and even skill at cheating, it must be said, all matter as much or more. A gutsy player doesn’t need a winning hand to collect any given pot, or the best cards over an entire evening to walk away with more money than he came with. As players leave a game, they may talk about who had cards and who didn’t, but deep down they know that personalities and gaming skills defined the results.


It could be that American poker lovers worry about what they’ll find in the past, as Des Wilson discovers in Ghosts at the Table. For him and his fellow players, the past is a bad neighborhood where maps are unreliable and the natives unfriendly.

Wilson begins his tale by checking into the Bullock Hotel in Deadwood, South Dakota, where the ghost of Seth Bullock, the original proprietor, apparently shows his disgust over the current staff’s lassitude by shaking the odd plate or turning on a random blender in the kitchen. It’s not a chance reference: Touring the remains of the Old West in modern America, Wilson continually hears of poltergeists and specters haunting the old sites. And he believes them: The legends of the past really are ghosts, and hostile ones, too. The evil they’ve done lives on, and it still might undermine the progress poker has made towards legitimacy.
Poker Ghosts – David G. Schwartz – The American Interest Magazine

I never thought I’d be published in the same magazine as Lawrence Eagleburger, so this just shows you how unpredictable life can be. It’s a thought-provoking publication that I urge you to read.

It’s a different kind of writing for a readership that probably doesn’t care too much about gambling as such. I really liked Wilson’s book, and it gave me a chance to ramble on about cheating and the American psyche.

Just to let you know, I’m not going to try to pass myself off as some kind of policy wonk or Beltway intellectual now. Yes, there’s some high-powered political stuff in TAI, but my review comes right before a review of two books about the history of hamburgers, so I don’t have any illusions–this was clearly a “lighter side” deal.

Pole the Bones

HUGE publishing news: Roll the Bones is going to be translated into Polish very soon. I’ve been told that the agreement has been signed, and that after I write a brief introduction they will be good to go.

This is tremendously good news for all of the Roll the Bones fans in Poland, who can now enjoy the book in their native language.

It’s the first time any of my work has been translated and sold overseas (that I know of), so this officially makes me an “internationally-known author.” I won’t let it go to my head.

I know there’s a lot of people waiting for the Hungarian version to come out, but for now they’ll just have to…keep waiting, I guess.

Does this now make me the only historian of gambling to have a book translated from English into Polish? If it does, is there any more obscure mark of competency that I can try to garner next?

Harrah’s total email fun

I signed up for a Total Rewards card a while ago to get on the mailing list. Theoretically, I should be collecting promotional materials from all casinos down at the Center for Gaming Research. But because most casino people I talk to consider preserving their history only marginally less important than alphabetizing their recyclables, I’m not. I keep getting mailers for Boulder Station at home, because of where I live, and I bring them in, so 50 years from now historians will know exactly what they were doing to lure people to Boulder Station, but will only be able to speculate about the promotions offered on the Strip.

So I’ve been getting emails from every Harrah’s property in the world for a while now. It’s funny, because I haven’t gambled a penny with that card, and I figured that would throw the data miners for a loop. But they keep on trying to get me to come down, with offer after offer.

Earlier this week, I got an offer from Paris that dreamily begged me to come down to the hotel and bask in the waves of romance that wash over the property. A while ago, you might recall, I wrote a post here about the bifurcation of Paris’s marketing into distinct gay and straight campaigns. I later elaborated this into an LVBP piece, as well.

So imagine my surprise when I got an email from Paris whose subject line asked me to “fuel my passion” at Paris Las Vegas. I scanned the email for any reference to golf. There was none, although there was this sentence:

It’s a feast for all your senses, with decadent spa treatments and the signature tastes and tempting aromas of France.

Hmmm. Very “romantic,” huh? Now there’s an interesting twist. That day at the gym, I just happened to be doing incline presses as “I Want Candy” by Bow Wow Wow played. As I was in the middle of my set, I looked around the gym and thought, “Jeez, this is probably the most ‘romantic’ (which I guess is the Paris codeword) thing I’ve done in a long, long time,” while all the other guys working out tried to pretend it was Metallica’s “Fuel” or stopped lifting weights until something more butch came on.

So when I got the email from Paris I thought, “Wow, these guys are good.”

But I think they’re going too far. This morning I got another email, this one from Harrah’s Resort Atlantic City. They think that I’m putting on weight, or something, and they want to give me one ticket free if I can find an out-of-shape friend to accompany me to an afternoon with the guy who wrote The Best Life Diet. Actually, I’m into some serious distance running training for the LV marathon now, which means that I’m 10 pounds lighter than I was 2 months ago, so no dice there.

Even if I needed to trim down a little bit, I don’t think it’s a casinos’ place to suggest it to me. And just on general principles: I’ve said this before, but a casino is just about the last place I’d go for advice on how to eat right. I mean, these are the people who encourage you to gorge yourself until you can’t move and have to plant yourself at a nickel slot machine until you’ve digested enough to walk in a straight line.

That last bit tangentially touches on an idea I’m working on–I’m trying to connect Thomas Sowell’s argument about constrained vs. unconstrained visions of humanity to the casino business. It might actually make some sense when I’m done with it.

My job would be much easier if I could settle on an approach: ‘irreverent, anarchic humor” or “serious, intellectual contemplation.” Ah, who says you’ve got to choose? After all, it is gaming I’m talking about, and the very name reveals that it’s all just a game.

I’m going to get out of here before I push that last line of thought too far and get swamped with angry comments about the ludic fallacy.

2 new articles

I’ve got two new articles elsewhere on the web, including a piece in the LVBP where I ponder the strangely-bifurcated marketing strategy at Paris Las Vegas:

While browsing a popular online travel Web site recently, I noticed something strange: There are two major resort hotels at 3655 Las Vegas Boulevard South. The listing for Paris Las Vegas was nothing shocking, but a bit further was a listing for “Gay Paris Las Vegas,” at the exact same location.

We’ll always have Paris … or will we?

I’ve got about 470 more words on the subject, if you click through.

For you Atlantic City history buffs (properly, I should say “youse Atlantic City history buffs), check out Casino Connection: I’ve got an article on the 1964 Democratic Convention, which strangely enough no one seems to talk about much anymore. It was a defining moment in the civil rights movement and the history of Atlantic City, for completely different reasons.

Winslow’s 11 2008 is out!

And it’s only seven months into the year, too the 2008 version of Winslow’s 11 Guide is out. Well, that’s the kind of devotion I show to something for which I receive faint but welcome praise and no cash. Seriously, I’ve had a lot going on, so getting this out is a real victory for me.
Winslow\'s 11 2008

It’s mostly the same as last year’s guide, but shorter, and with necessary changes. Two restaurants that I liked went out of business, one stopped being good, and several attractions, from the Mirage’s white tigers to the Frontier–are no more.

So enjoy this, because with my workload only getting tougher, I wouldn’t hold my breath for the 2009 version.

Download the pdf right here, or visit the Will Winslow page.

Casino carpet culture

The new issue of LAB magazine is out (its motto: A wunderkabinet of creative culture. With a cherry on top.), and I’ve got an article in it about my virtual collection of casino carpet.

I knew that if I kept this up long enough, I’d end up in the avant garde of culture and design.

Of course, I’m sandwiched between articles on a collection of macaroni and cheese and one on a pocket protector collection, which I think is right about where this belongs. Great fun all around.

Check out the article here.

I’m teaching this summer

And it’s a creative writing seminar, right here at UNLV. And the first thing I’ll say is that it’s OK to start a paragraph with “and.” And then I’ll say that if you start 3 sentences in a row with the same word, your reader will begin to get annoyed.

The class is called “Crafting Creative Non-Fiction.” It’s an Honors College class, HON 400, section 1, in Summer Session 2, which runs from June 9 to July 11. I know that some people are down on “creative non-fiction” as the name of a genre, but it seems to convey the pith of the concept: you’re using literary techniques to write true stories more effectively.

If you want to learn more, check out the syllabus. Even if you don’t want to take the class (I know that 99% of the people who read this aren’t eligible, since they’re not UNLV students), you can learn a little. For example, each of the things that I warn students not to do is in there because I have had students do them in class and express shock, anger, and regret when I ask them to stop.

Having a snappy epigram can invest a middling writer with insight far beyond his own talent, so I begin the syllabus with this one:

“Writers write to influence their readers, their preachers, their auditors, but always, at bottom, to be more themselves.”- H. L. Menken

I hope I can get a few students to sign up. It should be fun.

UPDATE: I wrote but didn’t post this a few days ago, and I’ve had a bit of turmoil–albeit fun turmoil–in my life lately. Some of you know exactly what I mean. Let’s just say I’ve got a lot more than a new class to fret over. I’ll be posting only sporadically for a while, and, if you are trying to get me at work, I’m going to be on leave for the next few months, so emailing me is your best option.

Teach your kids about gambling

Your kids (if you’ve got small ones) are going to ask you the big question someday.

“Hey there, parent/guardian…I’ve been wondering–what’s gambling?”

Once, you might have hemmed and hawed, then explained that gambling is something that mommies and daddies do when they feel like boosting state tax revenues. Now, however, you can just direct them to the World Book entry on gambling, which explains it all:

Gambling is the act of risking something of value on the outcome of an event in hopes of gain. Usually, money is both the thing of value risked by gamblers and the hoped-for gain. Common types of gambling include lotteries, poker, betting on horse races, and such casino games as blackjack, roulette, and slot machines.

Gambling dates back to ancient times. Betting on horse races, athletic contests, and other events is probably about as old as society itself. Archaeologists have discovered primitive dice that are about 7,000 years old. Playing cards were probably invented in China around A.D. 1100 and arrived in Europe by the 1300’s. People probably began betting on the outcomes of games played with these items soon after their introduction.

Gambling | Article | World Book Online Reference Center

As you’ll see if you click through, I wrote this fine piece of scholarship. Explaining gambling to school kids was a real challenge, to say the least.

Somewhere, some kid is going to read this and decide: I want to be on the house side of these “negative expectation games.” And another career in casino management will be launched.

The entry is even more fun if you imagine Troy McClure narrating it.

New Hughes Reviews

The headline is actually a lie: I’m not reviewing Geoff Schumacher’s new Howard Hughes book…yet. I’ll get to it as soon as I’ve gotten a few other pieces out of the way. But it sounds pleasant and I’m short of time.

But I wanted to tell everyone that the book is out, and it’s worth reading:

Amazon.com: Howard Hughes: Power, Paranoia & Palace Intrigue: Books: Geoff Schumacher

If nothing, you’ve got to praise Stephens Press for their aptitude in picking back cover blurbers. They chose this quote from me to follow Bob Maheu’s:

“Anyone who wants a better idea of the man behind the myth should read this book. There are many, many books on Hughes out there, but few are as lucid as this one.”

Furthermore, I’m identified as “David Schwartz, Ph.D., author of Roll the Bones: The History of Gambling,” so there’s another plug for Roll the Bones out of the way.

Part of the incentive for finishing my next book is that I’ll have something new to plug.

Seriously, you should really check out Geoff’s book–it actually makes sense of what Hughes did in Las Vegas.