Poor Neglected Blog…

Since the locusts and fire and quakes haven’t gotten me yet and because there are a couple more dates on the apocalyptic calendar, I realize I should at the very least update here so that when the Eloi dig out the ruins of California (sometime after the great EQ when we’ve fallen into the Pacific and the drying up of the oceans, they will emerge from their hiding places), some archeological latter day Zahi Hawass will announce the discovery of The Lost World of  La-La Land.

At least if I do an occasional update, I’ll know the record will be straight.


So we went to Vancouver, Tim and I, so I could attend  EDF’s official launch of its third “Best of” anthology.  We had one glorious day, weather-wise, and then a couple with the expected drizzle.  It was great to meet with some of the EDF staff and with authors K.C. Ball, J.C. Towler, and Peter Tupper. The signing was at Blackberry Books on Granville Island.  Thank you, Joseph. Pictures on Facebook.

Tim and I also visited the Museum of Anthropology and were overwhelmed by their fabulous collection not only of Canada’s First Nations but of other cultures also.  The facility itself in beautifully designed and easy to get to out by the University of British Columbia and because we were exploring we found Jericho Beach and Park.  So amazing. Pictures are on Facebook.

We also managed to fit in the Aquarium in Stanley Park where we saw our first belugas in person.  More picture-taking.  I love digital cameras!


I do have some writing updates for 2011.   I haven’t been doing much writing these last five months, but some things have come out.

Advent at Sonora Review
Collateral Damage at Sonora Review
200 Nights at Corium Magazine
The Real War at Clapboard House
Standing Bellicose in Front of a Cracked Mirror in a Cold Detroit Alley at Sonora Review
Portent at Sonora Review
A Basic Truth about Some Girls at 50 to 1
The Nickel in print at Crimespree

I’ve been interviewed too.

Sonora Review interview
A Writer’s Jumble interview

And I’ve interviewed!

Tara Laskowski at A Writer’s Jumble
Michael Cooper at Smokelong Quarterly
Ethel Rohan at Smokelong Quarterly
Submishmash co-founder Michael A. FitzGerald at Smokelong Quarterly

And for sheer weirdness, I’m Wordnik saying a few random things!?!

Also out any day is “Wounded Moon” in the Short Story America Anthology.

An excerpt:

           Mason took a slice of Spam out onto the cabin steps so he could bay at the moon.  His plaid pajamas were stiff around the armpits from sweat and where he’d spilled evaporated milk a couple of days before.  The flannel gave off a pungent smell, a strategic weapon against the incursion of pests, both the four- and two-legged kind.

These nightly summits between Mason and the moon were one-sided, the man in the night sky being taciturn by nature, but then nobody talked to Mason any more.  Nobody except for the kid.  And the kid was not one to chat. 
            Three months after he’d arrived at the cabin, with its pump over a primitive sink and an outhouse under the firs, Mason began to notice how night after night the moon constantly changed.  Slow.  Persistent.  New moon, waxing crescent, first quarter, waxing gibbous, full.  It was full now, a deep yellowish-red, all the crests and valleys visible.  What month was it?  September?  October?  A hunter’s moon.  A blood moon. 
During the day Mason scribbled his lunar observations, doodling in the margins, his pen absently tracing craters and darkening seas within lopsided circles.  Writing had been Dr. Leggett’s idea, a journal of thoughts, daily affirmations, the subject matter irrelevant.  So Mason wrote, getting down everything he knew about the moon.  He liked where it led him.  The pages of text ate the hours.  The almost-poems shimmered in the slanted light through the small cabin window.  And his drawings, the curved cuticle of a crescent moon, the plump circle of the full.  Eventually he asked the kid to buy him a book, something along the lines of The Idiot’s Guide to the Moon.  All this interest in lunar activities seemed like a good sign to Mason, although he never let the word “recovery” take up permanent residence in his mind.

1 thought on “Poor Neglected Blog…

  1. Sarah Hilary

    Wounded Moon! I remember reading that and loving it and now it's in this amazing anthology and I'm so pleased I'm a bit tearful. Many many congratulations! Looking down that list of your recent publications I can see you have been quietly conquering the world since we were properly in touch. You're amazing. Seriously.


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