Last Tuesday evening, I sent a quote around asking some talented awesome people if they wanted to write a short story about it. “P.S.,” I said. “it’s due in three days.” To my surprise, people did: and to no one’s surprise, the stories are awesome. Here they are: four stories on Waiting. Waiting was something [...]
In ten short days, I’m submitting this week’s Branches story (#5) to the Glimmer Train Very Short Fiction Contest. I just started it tonight, (Note: tardy as usual. Man, beginning anything is terrifying. Before you know it — perhaps in a matter of minutes, seconds! — it could become something riddled with faults, and faulty [...]
I don’t know how to begin writing fiction, so . . . I’m not. I’m leaving the beginnings up to other authors, and branching off — from whatever I wind up underlining, dog-earring, generally wanting more of. Currently reading: Tuesday; An Art Project (Issue 3): “Grief And The Imaginary Grave” by Rowan Richardo Phillips * [...]
I don’t know how to begin writing fiction, so … I’m not. I’m leaving the beginnings up to other authors, and branching off — from whatever I wind up underlining, dog-earring, generally wanting more of. Currently reading: The Girl on the Fridge by Etgar Keret.* * * They’ll play a Keith Jarrett disc and everyone [...]
Today is around the time I’d hope to crank out another story in the Branches series, but since I devoted last week to writing a fictional piece for Love & Radio around a series of voice mails (that, unfortunately, over the weekend became an internet sensation and thus useless to us), today is finding me [...]