My nonfiction micro "Glimpse" is up at FIVE MINUTES, a magazine for hundred word micro-memoirs about five minutes in a life. This is not the only time I saw my father after his death, but it was the most indelible and sustained.
I was leafing through the new issue of NUNUM and happened on a page announcing their BEST MICROFICTION 2022 nominations. "Super Stanley" is included! He's flying high.
Still not recovered from my fall before Thanksgiving, though much improved. Followup x-rays about the severe pain in my wrists didn't show any fractures, but it's hard to type. My vision is still sometimes blurred, sometimes flashing. I have a referral to an opthalmologist to look for a detached retina, but it may just be post-concussive syndrome (which can require an indefinite period to heal). Shoulders still painful; I sleep on a nest of pillows and still take Tylenol every six hours. All of this makes writing and sustained reading and even my routine editorial work for CRAFT very difficult. I haven't written anything at all for over five weeks and it's very depressing. I'm trying the dictation software in Word, but that's not really the way I write.