Earlier this year I began writing a dark tale about an awful, dying man. I write everything that occurs to me, whether it be dark humor, surreal prose, travel humor or inspirational creative non-fiction. I will never limit myself, and I'm very happy when a publisher likes what I do. Recently, a young writer used my Chicken Soup for the Soul publications as a joke to ridicule me. I'd pissed him off. The misunderstanding was my fault, which I apologized for, but he still thought he needed to find something to hurt me. I wish him all the best. He's a good poet for his age, probably not a very good person yet.
As a writer, I acknowledge every part of me; I explore every part of me--the bright and the dark parts, the humorous and the serious bits. I embrace the lyrical and the scary. I hope I never tire of plumbing my depths. And, yes, creative non-fiction is part of that. I have found that I'm basically 84% humor. Ah, and that brings me back to the reason I'm posting now. I hope you'll follow my darkly humorous tale at Pure Slush where I'm the featured author this month. The story is not appropriate for children.
Here's the link to the first two parts, the second part after the first part's comments (three more parts to follow):
At the Deathbed of William Fear
I must be off,
Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations with S. Teri O'Type (a Satire),
an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations.
Allen's award-winning fiction and non-fiction have appeared or are
forthcoming in SmokeLong Quarterly's Best of the First Ten Years
anthology, Prime Number Magazine, The Best of Every Day Fiction, Pure
Slush, Bootsnall Travel and Chicken Soup for the Soul. A finalist at
Glimmer Train in 2011, Allen has been nominated for Best of the Net and
the Pushcart Prize twice. He is the managing editor of the daily litzine
Metazen. Recently, Allen--along with editors Michelle Elvy and Linda
Simoni-Wastila--hosted Flash Mob 2013 in celebration of International Flash Fiction Day.