This summer’s issue of Ecotone features my story, “A Beautiful Song, Very Melancholy and Very Old.” It’s about a fly swatting competition in my hometown of Toronto in 1912–a competition that really happened (there’s your champion, above, with her fly traps). Some interesting info on the competition here.
Very grateful that guest editor Amber Sparks selected “Machines of Another Era” for inclusion in this year’s Wigleaf Top 50, along with the work of brilliant writers like Kathleen Rooney, Alexander Chee, and my old MFA-mate A.A. Balaskovits, author of the newly released Magic for Unlucky Girls.
Wigleaf is one of my favorite online journals–and one of our very best. So honored to have been included on this list again.
Here’s a story that was rejected 45 times before it was finally published by the kind and gracious folks at Michigan Quarterly Review. This is a story about women and about history and about Edison’s Talking Dolls. Special thanks to the real scientist behind recovering these old recordings, Carl Haber, who graciously answered all my questions.
Order MQR 55.4 here, as a PDF or in print
Alaska Quarterly Review has digitized many of their recent back issues. Find my story, “Helena, Montana,” from the Spring/Summer 2015 issue here. It’s about a mailman and a baby.
Today Story features my short piece, “Machines of Another Era.” Read it here.
Girl, don’t date him.
Here is a story about Lord Byron being a bad boyfriend. It appears in the final issue of Alice Blue, whose editors, Sarah Gallien and Will Gallien, published one of my first stories ever. I’m honoured to contribute to the final AB in the company of many fine writers, and am glad, too, that this little story has found an excellent home.
Dear Readers: I love dolls.
My essay, “You Play With Dolls,” an exploration of creativity and storytelling and, well, dolls, appears in Black Warrior Review 41.2. If you want a preview or you just can’t stand to read any more sentences, BWR has shared a recording of me reading an excerpt here.
As a sidenote, it’s always really awkward to record yourself reading, especially when you’re also trying to keep a nearby hound from scratching or jingling his collar tags while you do it.