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Once more into the breach, dear friends, once more

I’m having what The Boy calls “a crisis of confidence”. I don’t know that I would call it that. I think I would call it that I sometimes hate writing. And it’s not even that I hate writing. One doesn’t write for a living and then write after the work day is complete if one […]

Sounding my barbaric AWP

I’m a bad blogger. For those folks who won the contest (Ainsley, who chose Black Clock; Angela, who chose a Narrative VIP backstage pass; and Dawn, who chose a subscription to the very wonderful Missouri Review), you should hopefully all have received your first and perhaps even second issues by now and are enjoying the […]

Fragile. A major award.

My short story “Passeridae“? It was nominated for the Pushcart Prize 2012. You should know that I got the e-mail notification from Blackbird while sitting in a Whole Foods in SoMa and immediately started crying. Mostly what I hope were little pretty tears, but I am almost certain there was at least one hiccup in […]

Bio Logical

The hotel rooms in New York are crazy! To stay in a hotel of the class I’m accustomed during my solo travels, it’s something like a gazillion dollars a night. And half of me wants to just pony up a couple of grand and hide in the Waldorf Towers all weekend and the other half […]

Start spreading the news

For some reason, I never really feel right unless I have a trip on the horizon. I think it’s a sickness. Or perhaps, a delightful personality quirk. Let’s go with that. About a month ago, I was invited to read a short story at a lit journal issue launch party in DC. The invitation came […]