A Bang and a Smoke — AWP Seattle 2014

It was one of those nights. I hadn’t slept in 72 hours, and I had to read at an event miles away from the convention center. AWP Seattle 2014. I wasn’t sure how this night would end up. Would anyone come? So far removed from the action? Would I fall asleep on stage? Would I […]

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Sleepless in Seattle

Yes, a total cliché: like a picture of Mount Rainier when you come out of the elevator in the Roosevelt Hotel. But true. I’ve just returned from Seattle and now think I know why no one can sleep there. Coffee. Everyone has a cup of coffee in their hand. In Seattle you’re either on your […]

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Press 53 Flash Fiction Contest — Deadline Approaching!

The deadline for the Press 53 Flash Fiction Contest is rapidly approaching. Writers of flash fiction should send us something under 750 words before February 20th. Three winners–announced at AWP in Seattle on February 27–will be published in SmokeLong Quarterly, Prime Number Magazine or Metazen. They’ll also receive signed books from the three judges–Bonnie ZoBell, […]

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Five Days in Beantown — Day 4

The blue sky of Saturday morning is almost blinding, and it’s such a relief from the constant snow of the days before. I’m trying very hard not to upload a video of “Here Comes the Sun”. This would be so cliché, so predictable, so . . . Damn, I did it anyway. But I’ve found […]

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Five Days in Beantown — Day 3

Second morning, Beantown Blizzard, from hotel windowThe snow is not going anywhere but in our faces. The area around Hynes Convention Center has become so dangerous due to the snow that people all around us are falling on their, um, keisters (I think that’s the word up here in the Northeast, right?). I have not […]

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Five Days in Beantown — Day 2

The Beantown Blizzard we woke up to. And then the snow fell. Well, it actually blew more than it fell. Sideways, like little ice swords into our eyes. I shouldn’t be surprised when I open the curtains, but I am just a tiny bit. I like snow, so it isn’t a bad surprise. I have […]

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Five Days in Beantown — Day 1

Why do Europeans always describe Boston as a “European City”? Where on earth do they get this? If you mention Boston to anyone–anyone–living on the Ye Olde Continente of Europe, you will get this response in various accents: “Oh, I love Boston. It’s not like an American city”–cringe–“at all. It’s more like a European city.” […]

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Please Come to Boston

___________________________________________________ The first tme I visited Boston was on New Year’s Day 2001. Gerhard the Grumpy Scaffolding Builder and I had taken the train from Manhattan out to Newark on January 31 to pick up the rental car for our trip up north. Irresponsibly, Gerhard had left arranging the rental car up to me. I […]

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