The new issue of Cold Mountain Review, which includes my story “Forage,” has just gone live. A “mountain story” inspired by morel-hunting on Cold Mountain in North Carolina, for a mountain journal, out of Appalachian State, in Boone: Clare looks at the slant of the rusty tin roof and the white paint that peels inContinue reading “Pubs, Summer 2016”
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Pubs, Spring 2016 Edition
The new issue of Shenandoah, which includes my story “The Fossil Record,” has just gone live. The working title for “The Fossil Record” was “The Nanny’s Tale,” and I guess that just about covers it: The Davenport’s beautiful house is filled with beautiful art. Art Molly loves to look on. So for a while, theContinue reading “Pubs, Spring 2016 Edition”
News, of the End of the Year Variety
Many thanks to Front Porch Journal, which has nominated my story “Bubble” for this year’s Pushcart Prize. You can check out the story, which appeared in Issue 27 of Front Porch Journal, here.
The Cup of Summer
… I am drunk on the words of summer: Brandywine, Celeste, Anise Swallowtail, Cloudless Sulfur. My poem “Surfeit” has just gone live at Flyway, an online journal that takes as its mission “publishing [work] that explores the many complicated facets of the word environment – at once rural, urban, and suburban – and its social and political implications.” **** LiteraryContinue reading “The Cup of Summer”
Pubs, A Little Bit Later Summer Edition
The new Front Porch Journal, which includes my story “Bubble,” is out and on the virtual stands. Among other things, “Bubble” is about — what else? — real estate: Take me, the house calls as soon as they climb out of the car and stand on the cracked sidewalk in front of it. Martin looks overContinue reading “Pubs, A Little Bit Later Summer Edition”
Pubs, Late Summer Edition
Everything was named for something it used to be, something it no longer was. This was supposed to be ironic or funny; on a good night, Kyle could spin it as both. Clad in requisite waitperson black, wrapped waist-to-ankle in his spotless bistro apron, he knew he had talent. To be good-looking! To be self-deprecating!Continue reading “Pubs, Late Summer Edition”
Home.
Back in the early aughts, soon after I returned to Georgia after spending a decade elsewhere, I wrote a personal essay in which I referred glancingly to the fact that I lived in “intown Atlanta.” The editor of the publication struck the word “intown” from that description. To her, Atlanta was just Atlanta. Me, I’ve lived here long enough nowContinue reading “Home.”
Topic: Bookstores — Do We Really Need ‘Em?
Let’s face it: every writer is, at heart, a reader. Because of that, every writer probably has a Bookstore Story. This is one of mine. The summer after I graduated from college, way way back in 1988, I believed I could best prep myself for the looming future by: 1. sitting on a ratty sofaContinue reading “Topic: Bookstores — Do We Really Need ‘Em?”
Pubs, Sultry Summer Edition
The Summer 2013 issue of The Massachusetts Review, which includes my story “Plenty” is out and on the metaphorical stands. You can subscribe here. “Plenty” might be suitable for the season, which around here, we just call “Thick of Farmer’s Market” (we also call it steamy-hot): All those years ago, when the guy with the guitarContinue reading “Pubs, Sultry Summer Edition”
Pubs, Cusp of Summer Edition
The latest issue of Crazyhorse, which contains my story “The Snow Queen,” is out. You can get single copies and subscriptions on their website. “The Snow Queen” is the second published story of a set I’ve been working on, all of them about a character named Simone, some of them set in Madison, WI.* ItContinue reading “Pubs, Cusp of Summer Edition”
