I wrote this story years ago and most of the places in it closed down, which adds to the title and overall sentiment, I think 😊
Anyways, here it is on the wonderful Wasafiri!
Happy new year! Let’s hope 2017 turns out great while we continue to recover from the longest year in memory. (Bye-bye, 2016.) Last year felt simultaneously endless and where did time go?! Last time I posted something here it must have been June! I guess time gets away from you when you try not to have a panic attack/are publishing books. And what a wonderful year it was for my tiny publishing house. I got to publish work by my some of my most favorite writers in the world in two beautiful books: Matchbook Stories 4, and The Letters Page, Vol.1 (edited by Jon McGregor). I coudn’t be prouder or more excited about these books! (And the ones we got cooking for 2017. No spoilers, but they will also be great! If all goes well *knocks on wood* Who’s there? Well, just in case, you know?)
Anyway, this is just to say hello and that I am still here, and to wish you all the best shiniest happiest new year! Fight the forces of evil! Do creative things! Read books and watch good movies, which reminds me, I just watched La la land and loved it and remembered this story I wrote (it was published in the Mojave River Review) a while back about being in my 20s and living in L.A. (maybe that’s why I loved the movie so much)…
Here’s wishing you all the best 2017.
P.S FF @ioannaonline and @BookExMachina on Twitter for book updates!
It’s summer. I mean, SUMMER. Just
had survived our first heatwave.
Had a story accepted in one of my favorite literary magazines.
Trying not to read the news.
Trying to remember to breathe.
Here’s some Captcha poetry, see you again soon.
A little story about cats, published in Visual Verse
The cats want to know where you’ve been. They come and smell your clothes, rub their noses on your shoes, sniff your soles for clues. They are excited at the hint of a world outside of their zone of things comfortable and known. They are surprised you’ve been gone this long and that you’re suddenly back.
read the rest here
The tiny literary magazine I edit is back with its fourth issue!
So much love! Hello, Matchbook Stories Issue 4!
Ali Smith! <3 Etgar Keret! <3
To find out more, check out the website. There are some sweet offers there too right now. I want to write more but I’m too excited!
New Year’s Resolutions… Have you broken yours yet? *
Here’s my little story on the theme in the latest Rumpus Readers Report, edited by Susan Clements, (and accompanied with the lovely illustrations of Christina Weidman)
Read the rest on The Rumpus!
* this was the first story I wrote this year! But I’m not telling you what my actual resolutions were. ;)
An impromptu road-trip where we end up in a postcard sunset
Are the clouds always this beautiful in January? Those pink and purple hues!
It was so cold out I stayed in the car most of the time, taking pictures through the windshield. In that last picture I was sitting in the car wrapped in my coat thinking: these tourists don’t have jackets on! Aren’t they freezing?
But it was an incredible sunset. It’s easy to forget sometimes, to stop and watch the sunset. A nearby road sign says “Aphrodite’s birthplace.” On days like these it seems entirely appropriate.