I’m thrilled that “Toroid” is now live and online at Pithead Chapel! I could not imagine a better home for “Toroid” than Pithead Chapel, which publishes “gutsy narratives…[that] leave a brilliant bruise.”
“Toroid” holds a special place in my heart, in part because it’s an homage to those ancient emperors in spirit, of which my father was one, who create wormholes in the universe. My father was not a mathematician like the one in the story, but he was a poet – a bit cracked, shades of a tyrant, yet someone who scoured his soul in the pursuit of truth and beauty.
“Toroid” has earned its own category in my mind, if only because I’ve been writing and revising this story for five years. You heard it, folks, five blimey years (“blimey: a minced oath from [God] blind me”–Wicktionary). Even a real, live baby only takes nine months. Over the years the story expanded and contracted, shape shifting and boiling itself down into the condensation you find here. Enjoy!
I’m delighted that my short story, “The Messenger,” originally published in Kestrel, is now available in SIBLINGS: Our First Macrocosm, an anthology published by Wising up Press, edited by Heather Tosteson, Charles D. Brockett, Kathleen L. Housley, Kerry Langan, and Michele Markarian.
“Our families, especially our siblings, provide our first macrocosm. How much of that experience do we carry out into the world as part of our deepest, inchoate expectations of the world or of ourselves? Is birth order destiny? How are we shaped by the constellation we’re born into, whether dyad or nebula? What is the appropriate sentiment to have towards those with whom we may share only a preponderance of genes and, before we have any choices in the matter, propinquity? Towards those who knew us before we had a sense of self? Towards those who helped us define what we are not as much as what we are? What happens to us as adults when we return to these first numinous macrocosms trying to understand how they still shape our ways of being? Fifty-three talented contemporary writers share poetry, memoir, and story that help us explore these questions and invite us to deeper understanding, unexpected insights, release of old grievances and grief, and celebration of the mystery of the present moment which is so core to our early relations, that graced sense of community that often precedes language, insight, all the mechanisms of adult intimacy.”
You can purchase the anthology through Amazon, here, or directly from Wising up Press, here. Enjoy!
"Snug beneath the pulse of living breath, in a protected and watery nest, I grew and learned to suck my thumb. Like other gardens I would come to know, though, this secret place was filled with strife..."
Kestrel, Issue 29, Fall 2012 has arrived, and with it my short story, “The Messenger.” Some lovely writing in this issue, both poetry and fiction. This is a print publication, so you can either order it from the website, here, or contact me directly.
The arrival of my short story, “The Messenger,” is imminent! Galleys have been approved and are at the printer, and Kestrel 29 should be off the press by January 10th.
Kestrel, which comes out of Fairmont, West Virginia, takes its name from the family of small falcons found throughout the world; the word ‘kestrel’ derives from the sound of the falcon’s distinctive cry. The journal has published work from the U.S., Canada, Ireland, France, Haiti, etc.
Also coming soon, news of Kestrel’s Spring Celebration, at which I will be reading, as well as a link with information about how to purchase copies of the journal (or anyone interested can always contact me directly).