Creative nonfiction

Over the summer, an essay of mine about my Nana, “Coronation of Mrs. Presley,” was published in print in Soundings Review‘s Spring/Summer 2014 issue.

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Yesterday, another of my creative nonfiction pieces, “Still Writing About Grief,” was published online in The Doctor T.J. Eckleburg review!  It’s live on their website now, and so is my “Selfie Interview,” y’all.

Giddyup & Go: Conferences, Seattle & Reno

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The past month has been the Month of Conferences.  First, there was UNLV’s Far West Popular Culture conference.  Then so much traveling: five days in Seattle for AWP, followed by a 7-hour road trip (with three poets, no less) to Reno for UNR’s On the Brink conference.  Y’all know I love to see things I ain’t never seen.  Highlights include Seattle’s Space Needle & Chihuly Glass Gardens, the drive down the Loneliest Road in America, and Lake Tahoe.

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1 – The view from the Space Needle

2 – Chihuly Glass Gardens

3 – Walker Lake on the drive from Vegas to Reno

4 – Lake Tahoe

5 & 6 – Goldfield, Nevada; a nearly-deserted almost-ghost town on the way to Reno

Gesture//Monsters//Animals

Gesture Literary Journal published my short story, “When the Animals Turned on You,” today in their “Monsters” issue, available online here.  I wrote it last semester for a class on American Gothic, and I plan to incorporate it into the beginning of my novel.

Yesterday, Gesture invited me to read at their “Monsters” launch party in Fort Collins, Colorado…digitally!  It was a strangely lovely experience, reading from my apartment via Skype while sippin’ PBR.

Five [Quarterly] publishes “Love Letter”

My short story, “Love Letter to Lady Lazarus,” was recently published in Five [Quarterly]‘s Winter 2014 issue, available online here.

I was invited to read for the issue’s launch party this past weekend at MiMoDa Studio in Los Angeles, California.  It was my first time in California, and it was badass, I must say.

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Heartbreakin’ Cross State Lines

Cowboys don’t feel shame no matter how many gowns they rip.

John Wayne’s Honda Civic got gallup to it

and cracked headlights that don’t feel shame, neither.

The folks a man meets:

Women and men and poets and artists;

Sorceresses and thieves.

Cowboys write about tumbleweeds and necrophilia;

Got dirty teeth;

are Phillip Morris friendly.

John Wayne has nightmares:

hotel rooms, hotel rooms,

giant swimming beasts.