I've always experienced a swell of excitement mixed with a bit of crankiness when Lit Crawl Seattle announces the date for its annual night of literary mayhem, but this year I only feel crestfallen and weepy-nostalgic. That's because this year marks the last-ever Lit Crawl. After nearly a decade of filling bars and venues all over town with poetry and fiction, they're calling it quits. But like any good story, their final chapter looks like a doozy. The evening begins with a conversation and reading featuring fiction writer Becca Rose Hall, Stranger genius Rebecca Brown, who's out with a new book of essays (!!!) about life and love, and fiction writer Richard Chiem, who reads and writes with mesmerizing, quiet intensity that suddenly bursts into joy or violence or tenderness at any moment. In honor of spooky season, a group of Jack Straw writers promise to offer up some "macabre" fare. And to close out, Unexpected Productions, Seattle's longest-running improv theater, offers a riff on Vonnegut. Hopefully the seeds of the next literary org grow from the grave of this one. by Rich Smith