Hello! Writing to you from a warmer winter weekend than we’ve had in some time. My daughter is sleeping off all the puddle stomping she did before her nap. In other news, I’m excited to share that my flash fiction story, “Tuesday,” was just published with Ellipsis Zine, and is available to read on their website! This piece is special to me, and I’m glad it’s found a home.
Elmo doesn’t laugh,
perched in a highchair, waiting
to be found again.
I lie here, looking
for the quiet in the noise.
The world goes, goes, goes
and people walk, shout,
cling, cry, soothe, laugh, and throw things.
When the world won’t stop
(and it never will, really)
take what you can get.
It’s been a little while since I’ve written here. I have been keeping busy with life, but still finding time for writing, submitting, and meeting with my fabulous writers’ group. I have news on a few fronts.
I’m very excited to have my flash fiction piece, “Chick,” published in this month’s issue of Jersey Devil Press Magazine. I’m glad this piece has found a home, and psyched that that home is with JDP Magazine! I hope you’ll read the whole issue–some great writing there! (and great cover art!)
I also have a flash fiction story, “Tuesday,” forthcoming with Ellipsis Zine. Many writers I admire have published there, so I’m very pleased to be among them, and glad that “Tuesday” found its place–another piece that I care a lot about!
In non-literary news, I’m just past halfway through my second pregnancy. I hope you’ll hold good thoughts for my little-one-to-be, who should be joining our family in late April. We’ve told our daughter that she will have a little sister, but, as you can imagine, it is pretty abstract for our two-year-old so far.
I have been more active on Twitter lately, so I hope to connect with you there as I continue to write, grow a human inside me, and try to be more diligent with this blog. : )
Happy Halloween! My flash fiction piece, “Comeviatorum,” was published today with The Molotov Cocktail in their Halloween Mega-Issue as part of their Flash Monster contest. My piece placed 9th. I’m just getting started reading the great pieces there. The winning story, “Moist,” by Erin O’Shea is fantastically frightening with perfect imagery and some nods to the fairy tale. You’ve got to read it!
In honor of National Poetry Day, I’m returning to my blog with this poem about today’s early morning encounterThis morning
your expanded web
had filaments spreading across the doorway…
…across the porch…
…down to the garbage bin.
When I opened the screen door,
your web shook, and you
drummed your legs angrily
against the center, ignoring
Your kind have reclaimed our yard of late.
There is one on the fence,
by the front of the house,
and one in the pine tree out back.
There are webs in the grass
and in windowsills.
Be warned, spiders.
Some places are too close,
and you are not welcome.
But, please, do not send your children
inside to crawl
from under the bed
to bite our skin at night
or march down our throats.
Live in the forgotten corners,
out of reach, and feast on what you find.
We both are selfish,
and we will both defend
what we imagine to be ours.
The flowers reach up
from the lively jungle,
grasping for the sun.
Hello! Exciting news this week! My flash fiction story, “Listening to the Animals,” was awarded first place in The Molotov Cocktail’s Flash Worlds contest! I’m honored and more excited than it’s easy for me to express! I hope you’ll check out my story and the others in the issue. I also love the cover art and the image they put with my story.
Copyright The Molotov Cocktail, 2017
I’m reading my way through, and I can confirm that the 2nd and 3rd place stories by Celia Daniels and Christina Dalcher are fantastic. I’m going to be haunted by their worlds for some time. I’ve also already read FlashDog Voima Oy’s story, which earned 7th place, and it is beautiful!
Studying the list,
seeking approved shades that won’t
burn our wond’ring eyes.
I did find some, finally. I definitely should’ve ordered sooner, but…I didn’t. Thanks, Museum of Science, Boston–I await the eclipse glasses! I know I haven’t written here in awhile. I will try to be better! I taught summer school last month and then was sick, and I’ve taken my spare moments for other writing projects. Hope all are enjoying the summer!
Fur clouds drift from under furniture when we walk.
My daughter scoops them up,
handing them to me urgently, saying
“Trash,” quickly, in her eighteen-month-old voice.
Bits of everything lie dead on the floor,
waiting for a quick, sucking rapture
before the gathering of dust and debris begins again.