So this was an amazing thing to wake up to: A 5,000-word excerpt from Here’s Waldo is now in print thanks to Z Publishing House!!! Linkage is here! Also, I actually make a percentage off of any sales from that link, so please share widely if you could; I want to spread Waldo near and far!!! Advertisements Continue reading Read an Excerpt from Here’s Waldo in Print!
The latest issue of Metonym Literary Journal has some of my writing in it! Linkage here! Happy Friday! Aaahhhhhhh!!!! Continue reading Metonym Love!
I always said I might as well have been raised by wolves, with that practiced smile meant to shut down further inquiries, smile hiding sadness, no crows feet next to eyes so you can tell it isn’t real. Not a sob story, really, not anymore. Just day after day of pushing through pain, learning to accept it, even embrace it, in a fucked up way, … Continue reading Feral
I’m so overwhelmed and happy right now. Thank you so much to all of you awesome people who read my words! I’ll provide a link once this thing drops! Continue reading An Excerpt from Here’s Waldo is Going Into Print!
As I write this, I’m listening to Tame Impala’s latest song, “Patience” on repeat. It’s the first single from an upcoming album that will break a four-year dry spell since their last one: Currents. You can listen to that song while you read this, if you want. “Patience,” I mean. Might help set the tone. Couldn’t hurt, at least. I discovered Tame Impala during a … Continue reading Patience
I could pinpoint the place between recognizing something was wrong in my neighborhood and taking action by the golden glint of a Winchester shell tucked safely between the cracks of sidewalk slabs, sidewalk right next to some kid’s chalk art, probably the kid I passed on my walk to work every morning, waiting for the bus, and I could see a younger me when I … Continue reading Interregnum
Waking up before my alarm in after-season cold–in a melatonin haze meant to replace the lithium days. Can’t eat much in the mornings anymore. Is that just part of getting older, or is something else at play? Cat’s got to eat, so I might as well wake up and open a can for him. I still have to chastise him for scarfing his food down … Continue reading Something New
Sitting on a reclining chair with my cat on my lap before 8 a.m., watching the city come to life through my window, hearing its faraway trains blare on horns that from this distance sound more like suggestions, watching the sky wake up by degrees as well, its oranges and blues fading to something more muted, something more mature. Being used to chaos, you end … Continue reading Even the Good Ones
You can smell violence like you would a dying flower in an empty lot, mold gathering in all the cracks, hearing the distant sound of sirens, eating a honey bun you got with your last $0.50 from a convenience store you haven’t been to in years, understanding that this is the place, this is the time, this is where you make your stand, on the … Continue reading They All Fall Down
So this is one of the coolest things that’s ever happened to me: My work is in an America’s Emerging Writers anthology! Z Publishing House mentioned that they’re now in a position to offer solo-author book deals, and they’re deciding on those deals mostly through Amazon reviews. Long story short: If you read this and leave a positive review with a name drop for me, … Continue reading America’s Emerging Writers Link!