I’ve read most of the great alcoholic/addict fiction out there (The Lost Weekend, A Fan’s Notes, Jesus’ Son, Carver’s Stories), and believe them to be very accurate and handled well by writers who have lived in such hells, but none of these books seem to come as close to getting inside the mind of an [...]
Part 2 of my interview with George Saunders can be read on Bomb Magazine’s Website. Click here to read Part 1.
New Story out in Sou’wester. Thanks for reading.
An interesting assignment I had in one of my writing classes in college was to try and encapsulate the life of a character in one page. It seemed the character had to die in order to do this and so I wrote from a dying man’s perspective, yet I struggled to get anywhere near the end of [...]
New story, “The Responsible Ones”, in West Branch’s first online edition: West Branch Wired
Read an excerpt from my first novel Language of the Dead in Guernica.
I can’t think of many novelists who, when I finish one of their works, leave me wondering what it is I just read. Sometimes it happens that the book is no good; other times it feels that the experience of reading the work, of being part of that work, living and breathing it for the [...]
My story, “The Bullet That Killed Chen’s Father” is out in the first issue of Camera Obscura, a journal of literature and photography. The journal includes stories by Nani Power, Kane X. Faucher, René Georg Vasicek, along with photography by Tom Chambers. This is a beautiful piece of work that deserves our support. Thank you [...]
My story “Earth and Mars” is now available in the Spring issue of Zone 3, a nonprofit literary journal published by the Center of Excellence for the Creative Arts at Austin Peay State University. There is also fiction by Michael Martone, and a nonfiction piece by Ander Monson, along with poetry by Jim Daniels, Kathy [...]
I picked up Maugham’ s “The Moon and Sixpence” at Chop Suey Books in Carytown. I was in the mood for a first person narrative unlike a few recent contemporary novels that have left me confused about the form. Why do so many narrators today remember what they cooked and ate and watched and said? [...]