Writing my first query letter has been transformative. I have lived the life of a phoenix. The thrill of taking my beak to shell swelled into the emotional glory of flight, tempered next by the exhaustion of age. Death arrived, finally, and my body shivered into flames—a transformative fire, a chorus of mystical chemistry—until I … Continue reading Writing a Query Letter
Going through our basement, I stumbled into an old sketchbook—it's from when I was about 15-16, per my lovely dated signatures. One sketch was a vivid reminder of the cast-iron, wood-burning stove we'd used on vacations. My family grew up in Kentucky, but several winters in a row, we journeyed some 11 hours up into … Continue reading Warmth: Memory of a Wood-Burning Stove
Lang Hall doesn't have a 5th floor. Yet the whole evening, as my roommate and I lugged our stuff across the icy campus sidewalks, I'd been certain that Lang had five floors. My roommate and I were moving to the 4th floor. The top floor of Lang was haunted. The "top" floor of Lang, my … Continue reading The 5th Floor of Lang
How do you know a story is done? Or if not a "story," a piece of writing—your flash fiction, your novella, your book... how do you know when it's a ready, submission-worthy, finished piece? When I was introduced to the classics in high school, and even in college, I always had this kind of underlying … Continue reading Fried: How Do You Finish a Story?
TL;DR: My sister got a heart transplant. Be an organ donor. Click this link, damn it. Spend the 30 seconds: https://www.donatelife.net/ Tell others. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━√v^√v^√ ❤️️ In December of 2018, my sister's heart failed. Hearts do that sometimes. No warning. She was 21 years old. Doctors saved her life... but when the fleshy apparatuses of your … Continue reading Hearts as Mere Meat: My Sister’s Heart Transplant