Fall is the season to check in with the Important Names of Literature, and they don’t get much importanter than Paul Auster. In the years since The New York Trilogy blew apart everyone’s heads into itty-bitty clouds of skull particles and gray mist, Auster has regularly produced masterpieces at a rate that must give contemporaries like Don DeLillo indigestion. Now 63, Auster will read from his newest memoir, Winter Journal, about life, language, and aging. (Town Hall, 1119 Eighth Ave, www.townhallseattle.org, 7:30 pm, $5)