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Tag: fiction
Husbands
Published 2/15/17. I know I say this a lot, like every time I publish something, but this one is the weirdest thing. This one. This one is the weirdest thing to end all weird things. It's gross, obscene, and difficult to swallow. You really don't want to read this one. It was difficult to write, … Continue reading Husbands
Album Reviews of 1994
Published 2/13/17. I wrote this forever ago but it never felt quite finished. It felt too novelty. And then Bryan Woods of New York Tyrant/Tyrant Books contacted me and asked me to send him something weird for them to publish. I re-read it, each segment of this sad, teen angst story divided by the artist … Continue reading Album Reviews of 1994
Churches We’ve Broken Into
Published 1/18/17. This one is really, really special to me for three main reasons. I finally got a story in Paper Darts. !!! This is basically a spin-off of my forthcoming novel, where breaking into churches is a bit of a motif, and I often have such a stifling disconnect between my novel and my … Continue reading Churches We’ve Broken Into
Six Mothers
Published 1/16/17. My first publication of 2017 was this quietly absurd piece of flash fiction, "Six Mothers," published at Matchbook. They also sent me a little envelope of cash and a very sweet typewriter note in the mail, so F yeah Matchbook. Matchbook asks its writers what inspires each story, so I told them (a) failing … Continue reading Six Mothers
In a Classroom, After the War
Once upon a time I wrote a story entirely in footnotes, and not just for tricks and fancy. I thought this story existed as a footnote in so many ways. To me, the character is a footnote, the girls are footnotes, the war is a footnote, the sadness is a footnote, the grief is a … Continue reading In a Classroom, After the War
An Offertory, On A Small Court
I just had another poem published, "An Offertory, On A Small Court," at Hobart. I wondered if you ever accidentally thought of him when we were having sex When you whispered my name against my throat, did you think of a basketball player Did you think of his mouthguard, all hanging out of his mouth, … Continue reading An Offertory, On A Small Court
Best Of The Net Nom (nom nom)
A little while ago, James Tate Hill, the delightful fiction editor at MonkeyBicycle, emailed me to let me know that he nominated my story, Nineteen Things Only People Who Are Not Going To Survive The Hour Will Understand, for the 2015 Best Of The Net Anthology. I know how you feel about nominations and people … Continue reading Best Of The Net Nom (nom nom)
He’ll Write Your Name on The Bedroom Wall (plus an interview with yours truly)
A few days after I read "Nineteen Things Only People Who Will Not Survive The Hour Will Understand," at the Vermin on the Mount reading series this summer, fellow vermin Karen Stefano contacted me, said she liked my work, and asked if she could feature me in an upcoming issue of Connotation Press. And I … Continue reading He’ll Write Your Name on The Bedroom Wall (plus an interview with yours truly)
BY THE TEETH
Once, driving home, my daughter Edie, who is five, asked: "Mama, what if I had a million teeth?" (noble / gas issue 3 artwork by Bo Yeon Kim) This was basically the day after I found out that Paper Darts just opened a short fiction contest, judged by one of my favorite writers, Lindsay Hunter. It felt like serendipity. I told Edie, … Continue reading BY THE TEETH
JULIA DIXON EVANS 