All fiction, I suppose, draws in some way from the author’s own experience. My Birding, published earlier this year by Oracle Fine Arts Review, was inspired by the experience of being recognized as a once-TV-personality on arriving at my new retirement home. The rest, I assure readers, is pure fiction. Absolutely. There isn’t even a swamp here.
Today I presented a lecture as part of the ALP (Adult Learning Program) class series in the Hartford area, sponsored by the University of Connecticut. Several people asked if I they could read my script. Yes, indeed; click here.
I’m not enamored of this increasingly popular form, but it’s fun to try it out. An online literary magazine called 50-Word Stories asks for submissions that are (as you might expect) exactly fifty words. I had a try, and a bit more than a week later, it’s online: Click to read Earthworm Ruminations
I’m not sure how long it stays up there. They publish one story every weekday, so mine will keep being pushed down. As always, read it here in the pull-down menu titled Short Stories — or click here
I’ve been reading a book on short-shorts, or flash fiction, that includes prompts to try one’s hand at approaches others have taken. One product of that experimentation is a piece I called Dawn Babel. It seemed unlikely to find a home, until I read about an unusual litmag:
“Ordinary Madness is an online literary journal that seeks experimental authors and artists. The idea is that we want short bursts of consciousness, rather than a long stream of epic story telling. We want the moments, the scenes, the fingerprints and seconds of time that we all experience.”
Lo and behold, Dawn Babel is on page 10 of the just-out magazine. Read it here: Ordinary Madness:
Or of course read it here, at the top of the list of published short stories.
I’m trying to stifle my excitement. I spent time in late spring going through my novella based on my mother’s life, and sent it off to a few small publishers — suggesting that although I didn’t write it as young adult, perhaps it is.
Today Ink Smith Publishing wrote: “We have reviewed your work [the first 50 pages I’d sent] and we are excited to read the manuscript. We want to read your story in its entirety to see the polished work. . . . Please send. . . ”
Needless to say, it’s on its way. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
Halfway Down the Stairs, a respected online literary magazine whose editors are spread across the globe, set “Gravity” as the theme for its June 2017 issue. Such themes are common, and the editors seldom spell out exactly what they’re looking for; one suspects they’re hoping writers will show them work they hadn’t anticipated but will like.
I’d recently finished a story about an adolescent boy, bullied at school, who comes home in a 13-year-old snit and is sent for a walk to cool down. In the nearby forest he discovers a tree-hut high in a sturdy oak — high enough that gravity, if he fell, would do him real damage. He summons up his courage and climbs.
That was apparently an interpretation of the theme close enough to satisfy the editors. You can read it by clicking here.
There’s been a bit of a drouth, but my short story The Trombone is now published. It’s in Volume 24 of the Raven Chronicles Journal. The editor were looking for stories that celebrate America’s immigrant history, and my protagonist clearly fits. Now available at most booksellers including Amazon. It’s a thick book — 300 pages — and my story is in very good company, so it’s well worth the $11.99. Or read it my contribution by clicking here.
Until May 31, the Simone Press anthology “Selected Places” is available as a free Kindle book. Eight short stories in which a sense of place is a central component:
To download it, CLICK HERE
My The Whole Truth is the lead piece in the Spring ’17 issue of BLYNKT Magazine, whose theme is “Individual/Society.” Some other pieces well worth reading, too; download the magazine (free) by clicking here.
(Or read it at my website: Click here)
This is my favorite of the three I wrote for a contest demanding all-dialogue stories — not even a “he said/she said” — and the last to make it into print. The others are Tattoos and Customer Service.
I mentioned some time ago that I’d written three short-short stories for a contest requiring that every word be in quotes — not even a “he said, she said.” None of the three won the contest, but all three have been accepted elsewhere, and the second has now been published. You can read it here, at the Route 7 Review website.
But I’m not wild about Route 7’s typography; for a more legible version click here.