In my July post, I mentioned that I was distracted by personal writing news that could lead to something bigger. I asked if readers of these posts would be interested in my occasional thoughts on the publishing world, especially on book publishing. Thank you to those who commented here and those who reached out to…
Where I live, the aurora borealis painted the skies last week, a few days in a row, so I am told. I very much want to see them one day, and even though I had a second chance, and a third, I did not stay up late to watch; no, I did not say to…
Friday, October 13th: the perfect day to launch our annual literary horror issue. Something wonderful happens–a switch, a one eighty, a backwards drive on a roundabout–when I give myself over to the season of horror. To throw a party in spite of the darkness. To claim and reclaim. To lay it out: Here is the…
Come December, I will bake many cookies–hundreds, I suppose. I try to call these Holiday Cookies, not Christmas Cookies because I am an atheist, though I wasn’t always. Many years ago, I adopted the yearly cookie-baking to which my mother-in-law introduced me. My own mother had never baked, so I reveled in this new endeavor,…
