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Monthly Archives: December 2010

Summary

In 2010: 19 submissions accepted 144 submissions rejected 28 pieces appeared in print (26 poems, 2 short stories)

I wonder if the uncle thought no one could see him (no one seemed to notice), I wonder if he thought I would just let him do it (I didn’t say anything), I wonder if he thought I would take him up on some offer (the adult in me now yells angry insults, as if the one adult in the green-white-brown shadows of that room to stand up and protest, ‘What kind of asshole is this guy!?’).

Read “Still Life with Nixon on the Beach” by Elissa Field.

This is beautiful (and starts being very funny around 2:15).

Watch short film “Idiot with a Tripod” on Roger Ebert’s site (via).

His old pick-up had been their home for three and a half years of wandering until Bookie had gone inside. The truck was won in a fight, like everything else of value they’d had in those days.

Read “Native” by Jim Walke.

Whether such tactics / will have a chilling effect / remains to be seen.

HaikuLeaks (via).

68 books

I downloaded 68 books last night, including the complete works of Jane Austen, a lot of P. G. Wodehouse, and five or six each of G. K. Chesterton and H. G. Wells. Also a few cookbooks and a lot of random stuff. Somebody on the Amazon forums recommended jungle-search, which allows you to specify the […]

What I worry about when I can’t sleep.

My three-pronged defense against zombie invasion: 1. I lock my doors. 2. Alister will bark at the slightest provocation, so he would surely raise the roof at a zombie incursion. 3. Zombies don’t exist. Stupid hind brain.

lit journals read by agents

Rachel from the P&W Speakeasy linked to this article about which literary journals are read by agents: A Public Space, Alaska Quarterly Review, Cincinnati Review, Electric Literature, Fence, Gigantic, Glimmer Train, Granta, Hobart Pulp, Mississippi Review, n+1, New Yorker, No Colony, One Story, Oxford American, PANK, Paris Review, Ploughshares, Southern Review, Subtropics, Tin House, Words […]

v. [with obj.] set (something) on fire

Alan’s father got a Kindle for his mother, and Alan handed it to me when she was done playing with it. We were at her parents’ – Alan’s grandparents’ – so there was no internet, which limited what you could do besides read the dictionary that comes loaded on there, and marvel at the non-backlit […]

He said there’s like a barn type thing around the back.

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