Submit to Narrative. Check. Submit to McSweeney’s, Graywolf. Check, check. Submit to The Gettysburg Review, both fiction and non. Double check. Submit to Glamour’s “Real Life Story” contest (why [...]
Sarah has her hand on one of my knees and Laura has her hand on the other. We’re all out on my porch—a beautiful fall day—and I’ve just fed them brunch. They hiked this morning and wanted to know [...]
You know you’re living the writer’s life, with all its highs and lows, when you receive in your mailbox the following contents in one day: 1. Credit card bill w/ charges for writers conference [...]
TWENTY-NINE, GOING ON SEVENTY Ok so fine, take my knees.And my big toes.Take my ankles and in generaltake anything that needs to rotate fullyto keep my from limping. While you’re at it, [...]
Apocalypse of a Dead Woman I held a torch for you and you did not come.Ten thousand million years passed andthe crows, wings folded, fell from the sky.There were too many to count.The fence lines [...]
List of things to do by 9/20: DONE1. Finish paid novel critique2. Read fiction anthology submissions3. Read literary journal submissions4. Ask for Top Secret Fellowship letters of rec5. Download [...]
We will call him Dr. Superman. He is the orthopedic surgeon I have been waiting to see for two months and today I finally got to meet him. And while the waiting room was utterly claustrophobic, [...]
I could describe this scene eloquently if I weren’t so exhausted, but here goes anyway: So it’s Sarah and I, well past dark, sitting on the front porch of the gallery in downtown Tinyville. We’ve [...]
Website updates! I know, I know…there’s probably too much text on that central image, but it’s just too cool not to feature. New sidebar links and updated “Forthcoming Articles” section. The [...]
Occasion 1Time: Last week, on the last official day of the craft school’s summer session.Location: The porch of the Dye Shed on the craft school campusView: Open fields atop Conley Ridge, llamas [...]