…and somehow I forgot to mention it on my own fucking webpage. I tweeted it. I Facebooked it. I posted it in the obscurer depths of a Nine Inch Nails message board, but I never mentioned that the interview is actually available online. Below, is the full-text. But I think the magazine probably wants you . . . → Read More: Amoskeag Interview Went Live…
Earlier this year, Amoskeag Journal, out of New Hampshire, published my short story “[sic].” Recently, I had the good fortune to be deemed by their editors worthy of an interview and, should you so choose, you’ll be able to read that interview here, on January 8th—allegedly it will “go live” around noon.
Amoskeag‘s 2011 issue, featuring my story “[sic],” just officially hit the stands. Go forth to New Hampshire University’s (comparatively attractive) website and buy, or check whatever local bookstore sells literary journals. Make me look good. And in demand. Please.
Wisconsin Review #45, featuring my story “Gehenna,” just officially hit the stands. Go forth to U of W’s (terrible looking) website and buy, or check whatever local bookstore sells literary journals. Make me look good. And in demand. Please.
In exciting news, you’ll be able to find my short story “Horse Latitudes” properly published for all to see in the mid-2011 issue of The Willard & Maple—a magazine with real live overseas buyers (or so the internet tells me).
“Horse Latitudes” was, when I quit writing for two years (2006-2008) due to a bout . . . → Read More: Accepted!
There’s really no such thing as “job security” for most waiters or writers. The closest approximation is to make yourself a man or woman in demand. After a five-and-a-half-year tenure at the restaurant I simultaneously run and serve for, I’ve built up a fairly respectable client base. And, though our establishment has made it abundantly clear . . . → Read More: Why You Should Be Buying Literary Journals
Take, for instance, the three-minute introductory sequence of Busted Hub. A logy wipe like the cockeyed rising of Venetian blinds opens the film. Trevor Czewski, greasy-haired and wrapped in a blue/black flannel, sighs in the cracked vinyl front seat of his Chevette.[1]* His left cheekbone bears a recently popped pimple which one will watch Trevor, . . . → Read More: All the Little Moving Parts
Amoskeag: Your work, “[sic],” was featured in the 2011 Spring edition of Amoskeag. Tell us a little about the story behind this piece. How did it come about?
James Black: I was discussing with a friend the importance of names. His stepfather’s birth certificate provided only “Baby Boy” as his first name, and we were laughing . . . → Read More: January 7th, 2012
1. “The Book of Irrational Numbers”— Michael Marshall Smith 2. “The Depressed Person”—David Foster Wallace 3. “The Aleph”—Jorge Luis Borges 4. “Keepsakes & Treasures: A Love Story”—Neil Gaiman 5. “Safety Man”—Dan Chaon 6. “A Fable with a Photograph of a Glass Mobile”—Kevin Brockmeier 7. “Little Expressionless Animals”—David Foster Wallace 8. “What Happens . . . → Read More: Top 50 Stories