I promised a friend a Summary of Things from this year. (You may avert your eyes if your name is not Sheila. Or you may carry on reading. As you prefer.)
At In Other Words Merida, there are some poems, in memory of an old and dear friend, here, and poems on general principle, here.
There is a short story, also, here.
I found a cache of manuscripts in my cupboard when I was going through it last Christmas, and have been fixing the stories & flashes & fragments in it (more slowly as the year moved on and I needed to do Other Things). However, one of the splinters of flash from that folder is here (on p. 20), and is also in Vineleaves' 2013 Year's Best.
We published A White Concrete Day: poems 1978-2013, by Douglas Spangle, in October (with its amazing blurb by Ursula Le Guin) and Gobshite Quarterly, issue 13-14 should be back from the printer in time to enliven everyone's Holiday Season.
And so here we are, a-wintering again. Time should become sluggish, like the supercooled river, and slow, and slow, so we can see it passing.
At In Other Words Merida, there are some poems, in memory of an old and dear friend, here, and poems on general principle, here.
There is a short story, also, here.
I found a cache of manuscripts in my cupboard when I was going through it last Christmas, and have been fixing the stories & flashes & fragments in it (more slowly as the year moved on and I needed to do Other Things). However, one of the splinters of flash from that folder is here (on p. 20), and is also in Vineleaves' 2013 Year's Best.
We published A White Concrete Day: poems 1978-2013, by Douglas Spangle, in October (with its amazing blurb by Ursula Le Guin) and Gobshite Quarterly, issue 13-14 should be back from the printer in time to enliven everyone's Holiday Season.
And so here we are, a-wintering again. Time should become sluggish, like the supercooled river, and slow, and slow, so we can see it passing.
