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!
I’m psyched that my short story, “The Corner of Nutley Ave,” is live and online at Cleaver Magazine. Chop chop! Issue number ten sports an exquisitely tentacled, cleaver-wielding octopus on the cover, with visual narrative, art, short stories, poetry, flash and creative nonfiction inside, as well as extras such as spot-on craft essays.
Think of Cleaver as a picnic basket filled with delicious treats to read on a blanket on the lawn or lounging in a deck chair under the sky. Slice ‘n dice, friends!
To read “The Corner of Nutley Ave,” click here.
It has arrived! The Spring 2015 issue of The Madison Review is fresh off the press, and with it, my short story, “Match.” Check out the jazzy cover art by Deth P. Sun, and order your copy to read with a cool sip of summer here. Cheers!
It’s here! My short story, “Off the Curb,” has just been published in Crack The Spine’s 2014 spring anthology.
So go ahead, “Crack the Spine. Bend a fresh book until your hands meet beneath its stressed strings. Feel the weight of words snap free. This anthology includes the best poetry and prose from Crack the Spine Literary Magazine’s weekly publications.” (Kerri Farrell Foley, Editor)
There is something delicious about poring through the pages of a brand new literary magazine, never knowing what curiosities or obscure and startling vistas you might encounter. Or, in the case of “Off the Curb,” what chattering faces might appear the branches of your favorite tree…
To order your copy of Crack The Spine: Spring 2014, click here.
"...in that moment she saw, in the heart shaped leaves of a linden tree, what appeared to be a myriad of tiny, clenched fists, or were they faces? There were dozens of them, hundreds, the entire tree crawling with otherworldly life..."
My short story, “Off the Curb,” is now live on issue 94 of Crack the Spine. In the words of Editor Kerri Farrell Foley, “Given the choice we will always select madness over method.” Definitely the right home for “Off the Curb.”
The artwork chosen to illustrate my story is awesome, and the other selections have that fine, sharp edge of danger that brings a piece of writing to life. The journal is online, so click here to read. Enjoy!
"It was a warm, sultry night in early July when Emily heard the coyotes for the first time. She woke to the sounds of dogs barking, and as she struggled to rouse herself from sleep, she wondered if a neighbor had left their Cocker Spaniel or Labrador outside..."
"The leaves cascade down, weightless, golden slips of foil peeled from a child's chocolate coin. Henry can't remember ever having eaten one of these coins, and yet he knows somehow that they would be waxy and tasteless..."