Three Nourishments

Peacock Journal at LINK posted my short prose pieces “Three Nourishments” on raisins, cheese clouds, and biscuits. They asked for a paragraph on beauty in literature, and that is also posted. Peacock Journal looks for beauty: photographs, poems, stories, and short essays.

Book Review

My review of Kinda Sorta American Dream, a book of stories by Steve Karas, is posted online today in Prick of the Spindle LINK a magazine in Birmingham, Alabama that specializes in small press publications. Karas is a talented fiction writer who lives in Chicago.

Living Small

My essay “Living Small” is posted today in the online magazine Cultural Weekly, Link. New house size in America peaked around 2007. Even before that time, some buyers and developers favored smaller houses of better quality. As household size shrinks, population ages, and young people move toward urban centers, the trend toward small will continue.

One-Act Play

My one-act play “Antique Roses” was staged August 25-28 at the Old Courthouse Theatre in Concord, NC, in a festival of six ten-minute plays. I adapted the play from my story of the same title, published in Lowestoft Chronicle in June 2014. Spinster Ella Eulalia Finch arrests a rose rustler in her garden at dawn. She invites him to breakfast. They discover that he is the baby she gave up for adoption at age sixteen fifty-five years ago. Or is he?

Andrea and Brian Rassler organized the festival. Andrea is a playwright, director, and high school teacher of drama in Concord. Brian is a director, and he manages the building, a former church. Many thanks to the Rasslers for a fun evening.

The Greek Tour

Sick Lit Magazine, an online literary monthly edited by Kelly Fitzharris Coody in Fort Worth, Texas, published an excerpt from my Diary of Nero in June. For the theme “first love,” Coody chose “Mother Knows Best.” Sick Lit Magazine

In July for the theme “travel,” she chose “The Greek Tour.” The Roman emperor Nero believed that he was a great singer, poet, and chariot racer. He traveled to Greece for a year of performances and competitions at Olympia, Corinth, Delphi, and so on–competitions at which he always won first prize.

Chesapeake Writers’ Conference

This morning, I leave the Chesapeake Writers’ Conference, at St. Mary’s College of Maryland. Jerry Gabriel, an English professor at the college, organized and ran the conference, which brought four writer-teachers together with about thirty-five writer-students for a week of craft talks, writing exercises, and summer vacation. The small size of the group encourages conversation. The salt marsh air and hot weather encourage informality. People return year after year to St. Mary’s, so the conference is taking on the flavor of a family reunion–without those unbearable relatives.