Tacked awkwardly onto the end of a long-unopened file, I just stumbled upon the first work of fiction I ever intended to write. I was twenty-one. It’s been a decade. I’m someone that twenty-one-year-old wouldn’t recognize; I might be someone he wouldn’t like. I know I wouldn’t care for him—I didn’t like . . . → Read More: Negative Space
…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.
Once, in a workshop, I was pressed by a shockingly hostile roundtable of peers to explain why, precisely, it is that I write. Within the cobwebby cortex of my brain, a number of fragmented imaginings popped and fizzed like fireworks as, aloud, I moved through a series of speech disfluencies—“uh,” “well,” “you know,” . . . → Read More: I Am Trying to Break Your Heart
I’m excited and proud to announce that the spring 2011 issue of Amoskeag, Southern New Hampshire University’s venerable little journal, will feature my short story “[sic],” which has been looking for a home for nigh on five years. Of course, three of those years, I was too miserable to submit anywhere, but the story sounds more . . . → Read More: “[sic]” in Amoskeag: Victory Is Mine
Volume 45 of The Wisconsin Review, due in early 2011, will feature my short story “Gehenna.” TWR has, within recent memory, won the Best of the Small Press award, so I’m a little freaked and quite honored to have been accepted. I actually did a little jig when I opened the letter. Seriously. Previously, I’d . . . → Read More: Jackpot: Accepted Again!
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!
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.* His left cheekbone bears a recently popped pimple which one will watch Trevor, . . . → Read More: All the Little Moving Parts