My short story “The Waiting Fire” is now available to read online. It was published in the 2019 edition of Slippery Elm – they’ve added the entire issue to their web archive. Follow this link to read the story now! Below is a brief excerpt:
This can’t be happening. I feel the colors draining from my body, leaving nothing behind but an outline of what might have been. I can’t feel my heart, I can’t find my next breath. I’m lost in a world burning bright. All I can see are the flames eating my house.
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My short story ‘Flecks of Red Paint’ was just published in The Lumiere Review‘s special Advocacy issue. In the story, a young boy fantasizes about how he might kill his father. It’s unclear just how serious he is until the end.
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With my right hand, I scratch along the side of the house, scraping away tiny red flecks of paint, some of which get stuck beneath my fingernails. The further I drag my hand, the more it hurts. I stare down at my stained fingertips, thinking back to that day I helped my father paint the house. Even then, I was tempted to shake things up. What if I didn’t hold the ladder so tightly? What if I shook it, making him fall?
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My short story “Winking and Blinking” was just published by Stoneboat Literary Journal (Issue 10.2, Summer 2020). It’s a beautiful journal with lots of great prose, poetry, and visual art. Check out their website for a full list of contributors and information on ordering your copy today! Below is a short excerpt from my story:
The woman I lived next door to as a child just shot herself in the head. The news is passed along like the latest bit of juicy small-town gossip. I imagine my mother telling her friends at the beauty parlor, exaggerating her connection to the tragedy. When I hear the woman’s name, I drop the phone, barely managing to catch it before it hits the floor. I pull it back to my ear, to the sound of my mother rambling on. Typical of these Sunday night calls to check in, she’s already moved on to something else, hitting each bullet point of our mostly one-sided conversation. She likes keeping me updated, but not a lot happens back home, especially in the span of just one week. She keeps talking, but I can’t hear anything after that first piece of information. Something finally happened ..
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My short story “City Filled with Expectant Mothers” was published in the “Crowds” edition of In Parentheses Magazine (v. 5, issue 4, Spring 2020). You can purchase the magazine here (digital download, print copy, or both). Below is an excerpt from my story:
They’re everywhere, they’re all I see, and no matter how far I run I know I’ll never escape. What started on the train continued in the grocery store and followed me on my run along Riverside Drive. This city, suddenly filled with expectant mothers. They’ve sprung up like weeds, their stomachs so swollen I wonder how they keep from falling over.
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My short story ‘The Waiting Fire’ has been published in Slippery Elm‘s 2019 edition. Visit their website to buy a copy of the journal now! Here’s a brief excerpt from my story:
This can’t be happening. I feel the colors draining from my body, leaving nothing behind but the outline of what might have been. I can’t feel my heart, I can’t find my next breath. I’m lost in a world burning bright. All I can see are the flames eating my house.
Visit Slippery Elm‘s website to buy a copy of the journal now. Let me know what you think!
My short story ‘Eggs’ was published in the April 2019 issue of Gravel Magazine. Follow this link to read the full story. Here’s a brief excerpt:
While fighting through the throng of passengers on the train, I started panicking. The cramps were so bad I feared I’d never make it in time. Out on the platform, I doubled over, gripping my stomach as I wondered what in the hell I could have eaten that would wreak so much havoc, like my insides were being ripped apart. No one offered to help or glanced my way at all despite the fact that I was clearly in pain. Not that I expected them to. In New York, it’s best not to get involved. Even making eye contact with a stranger can lead to trouble. Holding my stomach, I shuffled along, hobbling up the stairs to the sidewalk. By the time I reached my block, the cramps suddenly stopped. I wiped the sweat from my brow, relieved I hadn’t had an accident on the street. Now that would have been embarrassing, though I’m sure my girlfriend would’ve got a kick out of it. She laughs at all the bad things that happen to me.
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My short story ‘Trash Bags’ was just published by Cease, Cows (November 2018). Click here to read the full story. Below is a brief excerpt:
You want to tell the world about trash bags, how it feels to stuff everything you’ll ever need inside one. Mother says there isn’t room for more than one, nor is there time. Two trash bags – one for her, one for you. She tells you to hurry up, and don’t forget your toothbrush. You make sure to grab your favorite shirts, like the one with the Smurf on the front. You shove in a pair of denim pants, a pair of corduroys, and two pairs of shorts, even though it’s still cold out. No matter how far away it feels tonight, summer will eventually arrive, and you have to be ready. You add two sweaters, your pajamas with the race cars down the front, and your favorite He-Man toy, Screech the bird – he has floppy wings, and you love him most because he can fly up, up, and away. If you could be anything other than a boy, you’d be a bird with wings that could take you higher. You’re not sure Mother would approve of the toy since it isn’t a necessity, so you wrap it in a plain white t-shirt, hoping she won’t notice. Underwear and socks are boring, but you stuff those inside too.
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My short story “Grasshopper” was published back in 2013 in Jonathan Issue 04: A Journal of Gay Fiction. Click on the link if you’re interested in ordering a copy from Sibling Rivalry Press. Here’s an excerpt from the story:
For such a violent act, he did it with the most delicate precision I’d ever seen, snatching a grasshopper up from the ground and flicking it against our electric fence in one swift move, watching its twitchy little legs pop off. A single line of juiced barbed wire enclosed the pasture, keeping the cows and lone bull safely confined. “You got your eyes open?” he’d ask, hunching down near the fence, his left hand balanced on one knee as he searched through the grass. They were everywhere, so it never took him long. Wade liked performing such tricks, all to the morbid delight of my eleven-year-old eyes. I wouldn’t touch the alien insects, no matter how many times he tried to show me how to flick them just right.
I wrote this story a number of years ago .. I really like it and hope you do too! Again, if you want to read the full story, the issue it ran in is still available for purchase. Just follow this link.
My short story ‘A Meditation on Swimwear’ has been published by Thrice Fiction Magazine (Issue No. 23, August 2018). Follow this link to access the pdf version of the issue.
Here’s an excerpt from the story:
Knowing he won’t return for a few hours, I finally let go, abandoning the idea that what I’m about to do is wrong. Left alone with the clues and artifacts of his life, of his essence, I stop resisting and fling the door open to whatever comes next. I’ve never allowed such freedom in his presence, which might be half the problem.
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The past year has been a great one in writing for me. A few of my stories have found homes with some great journals. It’s also the first time my work has been nominated for awards. Below are highlights of things that have been published over the past year. I’ve included links, so make sure to give my stories a read – and check out all the wonderful journals that have published them!
- My short story Be a Good Girl was published by Cold Creek Review (Issue 3). I’m happy to report that they’ve nominated the story for a 2018 Pushcart Prize!
- Oyez Review published my story No Splashing in their Spring 2017 issue. Read the full story here.
This year, I’ve also made significant progress on a novel I’ve been working on. I’m still writing the first draft, but I’m over 300 pages in and nearing the end. I don’t want to say too much, but it’s a dark story set in the South. It centers around a group of high school students during their senior year. The story opens with the mysterious death of two of the characters, who are also twin brothers.
A close friend has been reading over another novel I wrote to offer notes and general feedback. It’s much further along in the drafting process. This story also takes place in the South, but the narrator is much younger. I describe it as my Southern Gothic novel that doubles as a coming-of-age story. No Splashing, the short story mentioned above, is a reworked version of one of the chapters from the book.
I’m always working on various projects, so it’s wonderful to see them reach an audience, big or small. 2017 felt significant in a lot of ways – I hope 2018 is even better!