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Didn't make it to Adrienne Celt's reading at Changing Hands Bookstore last week? Not to worry! She'll be back as Faculty for Desert Nights, Rising Stars 2016. You won't want to miss this one. ... See MoreSee Less
When I first heard the word “voluntourism,” I envisioned a nineteen-year-old packing for somewhere tropical, deciding which bathing suit to bring. In my cynical vision, the teenager is quickly sunburnt on arrival, about which she complains, trying to learn how to use a hammer with her sticky, aloe-d hands. The house she attempts to build […]
There is no such thing as writer’s block. You’ve heard this, right? Well, I agree. You may be stuck, but never truly blocked. We writers are coming up with ideas all the time. We’re proud of, and often daunted by, our notebooks and files jammed with flashes of inspiration. But everyone has an idea. It’s […]
Someday, you’re going to be dead. I hope this doesn’t come as a shock to you. If it does, you are either extremely young or extremely naive. Neither situation bodes well for great writing. Try to overcome them. Become old, like me. Acknowledge that someday you will be dead. Given that certainty, consider this: What […]
You’ve run out of inspiration. You’ve run out of anywhere to run. It seems impossible. You set out days, weeks, months ago on a journey that was intended to bring you into new country, into new stories. At first, the miles and the words raced through you. Now, as you wake to a dawn you […]
Tonton the Gorilla BY THE FICTION MFA’s 1st—Heath Wilcock I blame Joanna the giraffe. She shouldn’t be dipping her tongue in my pocket. I shouldn’t have let her, but it feels great. I’m also tripping on acid. I drop acid before I clean the animal pens. Soda cups, popcorn buckets, and cotton candy sticks fall in […]