Okay, will the wise guy (or gal) responsible for all my unsavory luck lately (since the first day of 2006) kindly remove the curse (or curses)? I know I've lived a relatively charmed life so far and I have miles to go before I catch up with the median good luck to bad luck ratio, but honestly, I could use a bit of a breather.
This weekend Tom found yet another leak in the heating system; We all came down with nasty flu-like viruses (I took the brunt); I had a bout of acid-reflux that kept me awake all night; and this morning my dryer began to smoke. Sigh.
And yes, I know: things could be so much worse. I know this. Thanks. This is my last bit of self-indulgence (I think).
Okay. Back to literature.
I walked into a wall yesterday (Yes, I know. You don't have to say it) and this morning my third toe is purple.
- 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.