Delighted to learn that John Ashbery’s poem “Just the One Episode,” published in LitMag #1 in 2017, won a Pushcart Prize and will appear in the 2019 edition
About the novel…can’t say anything yet.
2013 was a good year. More than one of my short stories were nominated for the Pushcart Prize 2014. We shall see.
Many thanks to all you readers.
A bunch of stories will be published in the last months of 2013: “Life in Earnest” is due out in GARGOYLE this month (Issue 60). “How to Do the Heimlich” will be out in SOUTHWEST REVIEW in the fall (Issue 98:3). “Last Great Year” will be out in CONFRONTATION in November (Issue 114). “What Kind of Bird Are You?” will be out in THE IOWA REVIEW in January (Issue 43:3).
“Tim Descending” just came out in the CAROLINA QUARTERLY (63.1: Spring 2013). Check out CQs redesign to celebrate its 65th year. And check out Tim, Mr. Fun (narrator), and Mr. Fun’s girlfriend. It’s a missed love triangle that’ll split your sides and break your heart.
Here’s an excerpt:
Tim holds up shirt after shirt and says, “How magnetic is this one?” I don’t even nod. I’m past the answering stage with Tm. “See you tonight,” he says, buttoning the shirt he has finally chosen. I watch Tim saunter out, his wide shoulders jouncing, curly red hair falling upon his freckled neck. His skin is fair, his eyes bright blue, streakes of red in his sclera.
Mainly, Tim chases skirts. He catches most of them. He devours women the way a goat grazes grass, or maybe it is more the way a goat eats paper out of your pockets at a petting zoo…..
“Rebecca Rides” is now out in SHENANDOAH 62:2 (Spring 2013). You can go read it online. And “Rust” is now out in LAKE EFFECT #17. Many thanks to those who have already commented.
Marc’s story “The Dog Is Not Your Mother” is now out in South Carolina Review (Fall 2012). It’s a fine issue, with an essay by James Dickey on Hart Crane.
Marc won honorable mention in Glimmer Train’s January 2012 Very Short Fiction Award.
” I am not speaking of that rockstar ambition (and I have been a lead singer in a rock band). I am speaking of what seems to me a greater aspiration – the perverse need somehow to sing with a pen rather than with a lute or a guitar.”