Such a great reading! And a surprising number of writers I know were in the audience. The poet Kathleen McClung posted on Facebook: "OMG, what a great reading tonight at Why There Are Words in Sausalito! Every writer rocked the house. Special shout-out to Jacqueline Doyle, who read 'My Blue Heaven,' from her superb book, The Missing Girl. My students and I LOVE this book."
WTAW posted some great pictures. The one on the right is my favorite because it was so much fun to co-read "My Blue Heaven" (which has male and female voices) with Steve.
This is my fourth Notable listing with BEST AMERICAN ESSAYS (2013, 2015, 2017, 2018). The first was the most amazing. They don't contact you, I never imagined such an honor, and I only found out because SWEET published a list of their former contributors with Notables on their home page. But each has been very exciting.
I'm hoping to include all four essays in DO-IT-YOURSELF NIGHT, the collection I'm working on. Or not working on. I think I've been dragging my feet (I keep writing new "last" essays to complete a narrative arc) because I'm so reluctant to launch the next phase: finding a publisher.
Reading tonight with some other Black Lawrence Press authors at Studio 333 in Sausalito, a beautiful gallery where I read a year ago in the Why There Are Words series. A bit of a trek at rush hour for those who don't live nearby, but the series seems to have a strong local following and I'm really looking forward to it.
Excited to learn from a writer on Twitter that he taught my flash in POST ROAD "The Professor's Chair" when he was a T.A. in his MFA program. I ran across Samuel J. Adams because I loved his recent story in MONKEYBICYCLE and posted it. When he followed me back he said, "Thank you so much! At the end of my MFA, I had the great pleasure of sharing "The Professor's Chair" with creative writing undergrads and they loved it. I'm a fan!" And then elaborated, "I think the lesson was some version of 1) creating an intriguing voice 2) absurdist escalation 3) 'See! Not all cool stories are old! Not all good authors are dead!'"
Feeling gloomy about how dark my flash tends to be, but that one wasn't, and I did another in my writer's group last night that isn't either. So where to send this new one? (I never would have guessed that the super-prestigious print magazine POST ROAD would have been the place for "The Professor's Chair," so it's always hard to tell.) It seems most of the zines I follow like weird, dark, and experimental, not what I'm writing at the moment.
I've been feeling stalled—not at a standstill, still writing sporadically, but aimlessly. Picking up old pieces that need revision or completion, my attention scattered. But I just completed a long creative nonfiction essay that was an old, unfinished one with updates interspersed (learning from Ryan Van Meter's manipulation of time and the future in his essays in IF YOU KNEW THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW, which I just taught). And I'm jazzed about another project that I'm just starting to work on. Not sure what shape it will assume, but I'm involved in these flash about female "lunatics" of the nineteenth century, and the research I'm doing into early treatments of the mad.
Nervous about my cnf flash coming out in SWEET soon, which gave me permission to start excavating this subject and its personal significance.
Steve and I are in a reading tonight for the super anthology THEY SAID: A Multi-Genre Anthology of Contemporary Collaborative Writing, at 7:30 at Green Apple Books on the Park in San Francisco. It will be fun (but difficult logistically because sometimes we trade off single lines) to read this strange essay we wrote together several years ago. There will be many great writers from the anthology reading also. (And readings with other great writers in many other cities to come.)
And next week I'll read with other Black Lawrence Press authors in the WTAW Series in Sausalito: Thursday, September 13, 7:15 pm, Studio 333, 333 Caledonia St., Sausalito. Rush hour's not a great time to drive there, but there's beautiful scenery, wonderful restaurants, if you can leave early. Since they put out my chapbook, I'm hoping to read some stories from THE MISSING GIRL that I haven't read before.
Stay tuned for information about the 100 Word Story event at LitCrawl in October (Steve and I will both be reading).
In an article about Georgia O'Keeffe I ran across this comment: “'It is difficult to see my new painting…It isn’t really of this country and it doesn’t exist for this place and it isn’t exciting.' Even so, she decided to keep at it: 'I think it will come,' she continued. '[Though] it may not be anything for anyone but me.'” Which made me think about this nonfiction flash sequence I just finished, which isn't exciting and maybe in the end may not be anything for anyone but me. Do we always seek emotional urgency in creative nonfiction? Maybe. But it was weirdly fun to write about mundane things in a flat voice. I'm edgy because the first place I sent it hasn't responded and I thought they would have by now.
Enjoying all the attention that "Pretty Girl" is getting on twitter, but my impostor syndrome has kicked in, asking how I could possibly deserve this. Some new readers of the chapbook have been praising it, and that's very cool, almost a year after it came out.
My flash fiction "Pretty Girl" is out today in a grand new issue of NEW FLASH FICTION REVIEW, which has published all the flash fiction heavies, and doesn't disappoint in this issue, which includes (in order of appearance) work by Tara Isabel Zambrano, A.E. Weisgerber, Kara Vernor, Cathy Ulrich, Helen Rye, Jayne Martin, Sara Lippman, Stephanie Hutton, Paul Beckman, Paul Crenshaw, Dan Crawley and many more. It's like a big party and twitter is celebrating with praise and retweets and general festivity. Really happy to be included here. Big thanks to editors Meg Pokrass, Al Kratz, and Tino Prinzi.
I always enjoy Tommy Dean's interviews with flash writers, and I was thrilled to see Emily Devane recommend THE MISSING GIRL in today's interview. When he asked what flash stories or writers she would recommend, she replied. "Jacqueline Doyle – The Missing Girl (Black Lawrence Press).I read this chapbook recently and I’m still reeling. I was struck by how these stories poke around fearlessly in the darkest of corners. Each flash explores the world of the missing from different perspectives, from victim to onlooker to perpetrator. Nola, originally published in Monkey Bicycle, was a stand-out story for me."
Great start to my week. A flash accepted at JUKED ONLINE, a magazine where I've always wanted to publish. I revised/developed/extended my flash "Framed" according to the detailed response that I got from Tara Laskowski at SMOKELONG QUARTERLY, felt a bit uneasy about it, since it was so much longer and less mysterious, but JUKED likes the new version. Hooray! It will be out in December and stay in their online archives "until the end of the world" (according to their acceptance letter). Now I have to withdraw it from a million other magazines where I have it under submission, one (Black Warrior Review) just yesterday. That happens frequently, that I get something accepted the day after I've submitted it elsewhere.
I love online zines (and the buzz on twitter about my Bending Genres and SleazeMag pieces this week has been great), but it's also so much fun to get something in the mail. Especially when it's the gorgeous, 500-page anthology THEY SAID: A Multi-Genre Anthology of Contemporary Collaborative Writing. Steve and I will be in a reading at Green Apple Books by the Park in September, maybe in another in the South Bay. The book launched in Chicago, and there will be more readings in St. Louis, Portland, Santa Fe, Seattle, and more. There are so many amazingly great contributors. And the anthology is already on the Small Press Distribution bestseller list for poetry!