I always liked the word periodicals. As a child the word sounded archaic and obscure to me.
Right now, somewhere in the multiverse, I'm walking around in a house in the northern woods with a copy of Bullfighting in the pocket of my robe and a mocha in my hand. The house is lit by beeswax candles. Outside, it's always twenty-six degrees and snowing.
I tend to come down on the ass-in-chair side of the debate between inspiration and perspiration. But, there’s something else here.
The Flexible Persona is proud to nominate the following six pieces for the Pushcart Prize: “Ducks” by Mark Jacobs (Fall 2017) | Fiction “Greyhound People” by Amber Parker (Fall 2017) | CNF “However Innocently, However Unwittingly” by Robert McKean (Spring 2017) | Fiction “IUD Insertion” by Daryl Sznyter (Fall […]
The body. Your body, my body, our bodies are a problem.
The imagination is powerless. All it does is repeat things it’s seen and heard, repeat them in an altered voice, attempt to commit sins that were already committed long ago.” – Andrzej Stasiuk, Dukla I have thought about this quote, off and on, since I read it almost […]
“Of all the temptations faced by Saint Anthony, internet gambling was the greatest.” – Gustave Flaubert, Kiss My Floppy Disk Interviews, 1477–2096 For a period of time in my early twenties, I had a great deal of difficulty shaving in the morning. […]