Circling around…

I’ve never been one to find a lot of benefit in offering excuses for long absences, however valid they may be. The point is, I haven’t been around. Here. I haven’t been around here. But I haven’t dropped off the planet completely. Let me tell you what I have been doing.

In October 2019 I took a position with a local newspaper, The Coastal Point, as the digital content specialist for their bridal division, Delaware Seaside Bride. They shortly promoted me to editor of the division’s magazine, and I have been creating, writing, and playing in the magazine world since.

In my spare time I have continued to write and create my own story worlds. I got heavily into Bookstagram (the bookish side of Instagram, if you aren’t in the know) for a while before realizing that social media content creation is fun, but not how I want to spend every waking hour. So now I only post occasionally, sharing new books and giving reviews. Some of which I will be sharing here. For all the pretty pictures, my Insta handle is @beachinbooks.

I recently finished up an 8 week workshop with Kelli (Allen) Christian, Founding editor of Book of Matches literary journal, and an award-winning poet with multiple books. Kelli was one of my professors at Lindenwood during my MFA. Finding myself back in the workshop environment was exciting and surreal, especially since several other Alumni from my graduating class were also in attendance. We created beautiful words, shared, and critiqued with nothing but genuine support for one another. As a result I have several new pieces that I will be sending out into the world in the near future, potentially as a chapbook! Stay tuned for more updates.

Gut Roiling

As promised, here is the link to Literary Mama – newest home to my odd little piece, “Gut Roiling”.

One of the things people often ask regarding certain stories is how much of my own reality are they based on. This one is no different. When it comes to fiction, I like to take elements of truth and play with them. Twist them into something beautiful, or sad, as the story requires. But fabrication is a core definition of the term ‘fiction’, which means it has been manufactured; a creation of my mind, fashioned from half-truths, and far fetched ideas. You want to know the truths of this piece? I’ll say only this: the ocean is an extraordinary holder of secrets.

If I Know a Song of Africa

The Story Shack published my flash fiction piece yesterday, which means I can finally share it with you here!

This story is very dear to my heart, as it reflects thoughts of my own time in Africa.

For those who are curious about the title, it connects to the line that speaks of Karen Blixen, of songs and lost lands. The quote itself is one of my favorites, and perhaps that it why I’m overly attached to it. Below is the full quote.

“If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with a color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me, or will the eagles of the Ngong Hills look out for me?”

If you’ve never read Out of Africa, I strongly suggest you pick up a copy.

Enjoy.

Publishing News

I’m thrilled to announce that the Story Shack has picked up my flash fiction piece, “If I Know a Song of Africa”. I’ll be posting the link once it goes live, June 17th. Additionally, I’ll be working with an illustrator to create accompanying artwork, which is quite exciting in my opinion. Waking up to such news was enough to make me hallucinate consider for a moment that I didn’t need my morning java. Sadly, even the best surprises can’t replace liquid life. But they sure as hell offer a euphoric kick!

Onward!