Surprises in Interning
I assumed I would be working through some terrible slush pile, where the likelihood of coming across anything worthwhile would be incredibly slim. So my first surprise was reading something pretty good.
I assumed I would be working through some terrible slush pile, where the likelihood of coming across anything worthwhile would be incredibly slim. So my first surprise was reading something pretty good.
One of the several writing-related blogs, newsletters and mailing lists I subscribe to sent me an email this week with the title, “Story…
Today, while reading my Shelf Awareness e-newsletter, a publishing industry mailer, I was reminded of a literary promotional concept that is wildly intriguing to me, and which…
There’s a little alleyway behind our house that runs between two streets, one sleepy and residential, the other a busy throughway. Sometimes,…
Last Friday night after eating a mellow dinner together in the kitchen, instead of going to a local rock show like we…
As an undergraduate creative writing student, I spent the majority of my disposable time and income at two independent stores in Northampton,…
There’s something profoundly unnerving to me about reaching out to someone I don’t know and asking them to talk to me. Maybe…
The term running head conjures odd images for me. Immediately, I think in literal terms of a cartoonish, disembodied human head with…
I came across a small jar of homemade jelly in the pantry a couple of weeks ago, the kind sealed with a…