Originally from Vermont, I now live in North Carolina. My work can be found in recent issues of REAL: Regarding Arts and Letters, The Jabberwock Review, The Emerson Review, Storyglossia, The MacGuffin, Confrontation, Passages North, SmokeLong Quarterly, elimae, wigleaf, and Pank, among others, and forthcoming from Gargoyle #57 and REAL: Regarding Arts and Letters. One of my stories has been translated into Farsi by Asadollah Amraee, and many others by Jalil Jafari, two of which have been published in the Iranian journal, Golestaneh Magazine. For two years I worked as an assistant editor for Narrative Magazine. Currently, I serve as a mentor for Dzanc's Creative Writing Sessions. I'm working on two novels and a short story collection. In May, I was awarded the Carol Houck Smith Contributor Scholarship for the 2011 Bread Loaf Writers' Conference.
This man's gallery is in Weston Vermont, about ten minutes from where I used to live. I love his work--even though I prefer impressionist or semi abstract--there's something about scenes from Vermont that just pull at my soul.
I was hoping for snow too--but it's about 60 and raining here.
One winter (Jan 2000)it did snow here on Christmas and then three weeks later there was a freak storm with a total of 26 inches which shut everything down for three weeks and nearly froze us to death. Tom, David, and I walked around the house with about fifteen layers of clothes and we weren't able to bathe for...a while. That's when Tom and I really fell in love. ;)
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ooooh, I love that! It was all snowy and lovely here but now it's gone all rainy and foggy and weird.
This man's gallery is in Weston Vermont, about ten minutes from where I used to live. I love his work--even though I prefer impressionist or semi abstract--there's something about scenes from Vermont that just pull at my soul.
I was hoping for snow too--but it's about 60 and raining here.
One winter (Jan 2000)it did snow here on Christmas and then three weeks later there was a freak storm with a total of 26 inches which shut everything down for three weeks and nearly froze us to death. Tom, David, and I walked around the house with about fifteen layers of clothes and we weren't able to bathe for...a while. That's when Tom and I really fell in love. ;)
I suppose you would KNOW it was true love after that! :)
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