I wrote a piece on rejection inspired by a student who has, by way of their first rejection slip, joined our family of the damned. You can read it at Vol.1.Brooklyn, a great little lit mag taking lollipop steps all over the intersphere.
For TW and RN.
Been so long,I’ve forgotten. For all I know it could be empty. #irony #awkward Oh wait. Here are some pictures from World Fantasy Con in San Antonio, way back in October/November 2017. And if you want to see more, I wrote about it over at LitReactor.
My uncle and aunt drive us down to the launch and they are there in the back with my husband and cousin – sirens and choppers overhead as soon as I start to read – I’m last. I talk about the Proctor Valley monster with Lizz Huerta after the reading. She grew up with it….
Writing this post for David Gutowski’s Largehearted Boy was as close to my heart as it gets. I got to write about the music that fueled Collision. I got to say “Like a Bat out of Hell” and “Like Ripples on a Blank Shore” in the one sentence, almost. Meatloaf in collision with Radiohead. Almost…
Have you seen this Milos Formon Movie, Taking off? This is a clip from it. I’m taking off too. For my first AWP, the launch of my first book, my first reading. See you there. And watch the whole movie. I worked for a while as a blurb writer for a cable station. I had…
I’m going to be talking a bit about this over the next little bit. It was an incredible week and a big shout out to the folks at Lazy Fascist Press, especially Kirsten Alene (pictured) and Cameron Pierce, and Rose O’Keefe who’s head honcho at Eraserhead press for their generosity and smarts. Meanwhile though, it’s…
Halfway through. The end is about two chapters away. Ready to rewrite by the time I get back from NY. Not sure how much work I’ll get done there. Here’s what I wrote today. Come Halloween icicles hung from the fire escapes and the condemned notices on the halfway house were illegible beneath the dark…
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