Steve's reading in a beautiful art gallery in Sausalito last night for the WTAW series was great. I played hooky and canceled my class. We drove a different route (over the Golden Gate Bridge instead of the Richmond Bridge), which was gorgeous, and had dinner on the waterfront before the reading.
Gearing up for two readings in Portland at AWP19. Steve's in both of them too!
CATAMARAN LITERARY READER offsite reading
Friday, March 29, 4-5 pm
Another Read Through Book Store, 3932 N. Mississippi Ave.
BLACK LAWRENCE PRESS offsite reading for the anthology THEY SAID
Friday, March 29, 5:30-7:30
The Fixin' To, 8218 North Lombard
Steve's also on a panel at noon on Saturday. I'm hoping to meet some writer friends I rarely see, and some writer friends I've never met in person. And go to some readings. And to some panels on flash, on creative nonfiction, on hybrid writing. Luckily our spring break is the next week, since I expect I'll come home exhausted.
Diane Goettel, the Editor-in-Chief at Black Lawrence Press, just sent pictures from LAST year's AWP in Tampa. I was in their reading, and did a chapbook signing. Here are a few pictures.
Some times it works out when magazines solicit work. Very happy that Jacob Anthony Moniz, who I know from his days at CATAMARAN LITERARY READER, solicited fiction from me for CAUSTIC FROLIC, where he's now senior fiction editor, and that the story has just been accepted. (And there's a generous honorarium!)
And yikes. Matter Press has a calendar of publications up for THE JOURNAL OF COMPRESSED CREATIVE ARTS, and they're slightly off kilter, and they skipped over my micro scheduled for March 11, publishing the ones scheduled for March 6 and March 13. Immediately I'm paranoid.
Today I gave my cell phone number to a few writers I hope to meet (or see again) at AWP at the end of the month. Hope I'm feeling sociable since gatherings of thousands of writers make me retreat to my hotel room with the covers over my head. 12,000 writers attended last year. No wonder it was overwhelming.
Three Lunatics' Ball fictions rejected today in one fell swoop, another a few days ago. It's becoming obvious that trying to marry historical epigraphs with short fictional pieces doesn't really work, that I have to work harder on incorporating the historical information into the stories themselves. Meanwhile the constant edits of my nonfiction title flash "The Lunatics' Ball" at F(r)iction are becoming frustrating. Not so sure that is going to work out, and I've just sent them an edit that restores the original structure of the piece, which their editor may not like at all, since she's the one who reshuffled it in the first round of edits.
Finished a draft of a hybrid flash about a (real) Irish-American female serial murderer housed in a New York asylum for the criminal insane, and a fictional flash of her dreams, which felt like a breakthrough. A series of dreams will allow me to do the lyric riffs I was hoping to do. And I've been reading about lunatics' balls. The one at La Salpêtrière Mental Hospital in Paris, where Charcot was treating female hysterics, was a masquerade ball. Apparently not unusual! Crazy to subject patients with delusions and hallucinations to a ball where everyone's in costume. I did a fun "I Could Have Danced All Night in My Maidenform Bra" flash, imagining myself dressed as Madonna at La Salpêtrière, and then found this amazing Maidenform ad from Ladies Home Journal in 1954. It was for sale on Etsy and i bought it.
Impatiently awaiting publication of "Because I Could Not Stop for Death" in THE JOURNAL OF COMPRESSED CREATIVE ARTS at MATTER PRESS, which was supposed to be posted yesterday, but hasn't been yet.
I bought two paintings from the Berkeley artist Barbara Hazard today. I had such trouble deciding, as I love all her paintings, and have loved her art for a gazillion years. (She's the mother of my best friend from college, so I've known her for ages.)
The WOW Women on Writing event at Skyline College yesterday was so inspiring and validating. The poet Kathleen McClung did a wonderful job of organizing the event (flowers! food! 100+ writers from around the Bay Area, including students and former students of hers at Skyline and The Writing Salon). I loved reading my flash fiction and talking about the genre, I loved Aileen Cassinetto's poetry, and the audience was just amazing. The best q&a I've ever participated in. The bookstore had ordered copies of THE MISSING GIRL and also the 100-word story anthology NOTHING SHORT OF and they sold a lot. I signed a lot and got to talk to writers, experienced and new, who liked my work.
Gray and rainy, but a great weekend!
I love the art in the #FlashFebruary series at FICTIVE DREAM. Here the artist Claudia McGill talks about how she decided on the art for my flash "Free Fall," and shows two versions of what she produced. The editor, Laura Black, talks about the version she chose.
Claudia McGill: To me this story was about everything falling apart. Carefully constructed assumptions go to pieces and fall away in this story, just like falling out of the car and the groceries going flying – leaving the narrator figuratively in pieces – in doubt and wondering what is true, questioning things that would not have been questioned before. Something has broken.
I made two pictures along the same lines. Both images have the blue car, the brown/gray grocery bag, and the apples that might now be too bruised. All of these are tumbling off in a cornfield-like setting that’s cheerful and ordinary, like everybody else in the world who hasn’t had things just fall apart, but is still living an ordinary life.
In the first image I focused on the elements mentioned above. I wanted to depict the rest of the world as somewhat oblivious, so I put a sun in the sky, far away.
In this second image, I used the same elements but focused in more on the “cornfield” setting and added to the number of the bruised apples, to reflect the moment of things falling apart and assumptions scattering.
Laura Black’s comments:
I found Free Fall by Jacqueline Doyle disturbing and images of the dusty cornfield and the man’s ginger hair just stayed with me. When I saw the two pieces of artwork you had created I knew straightaway that [the first] image was the right one. It has an uncomfortable heat to it and perfectly represents the environment in which the protagonist is trapped. [The second] image is a fine illustration in itself. However, because it portrays green and rather luxuriant surroundings, I didn’t think it was as a good a fit for the story.
The Oscars are about to start. I was just logging off and my flash fiction "Framed" popped up on JUKED. JUKED is one of those magazines I've wanted to get into forever and forever. They've published a daunting roster of famous people in their print magazine (Aimee Bender, among other flash greats), and they're just very cool. So I'm thrilled. I don't know whether anyone online will read this before the Oscars, but maybe after.
I'm grateful to the editor Ryan Ridge (who was also in SLEAZEMAG's inaugural issue, maybe he recognized my name from there when I sent to JUKED?). And to Tara Laskowski at SMOKELONG QUARTERLY, who suggested I dig deeper into the story when she rejected it. Her comments were inspiring, and the story doubled in size.
I'm supposed to be grading essays today, but I've been working on rewrites all day (and yesterday), and produced a couple of new microflash as well. Sorry to see the end of Kathy Fish's online Fast Flash class, as it got my creative juices flowing.
My horoscope in the local newspaper this morning gave me only two stars out of five for the day. But then I had two nonfiction flash accepted by THE COLLAGIST, one of my DREAM PUBS, so the newspaper astrologist must be wrong. (I’ve been sending work to THE COLLAGIST since 2011! I’m so excited!) There's an opportunity to do an interview on their blog, and since "Dermagraphism" and "Huntress" are part of the Lunatics Ball project, that will be particularly great. (At least if I can untie my tongue and describe it.) The flash will appear in their April issue.
How exciting! Steve and I are reading on Friday night at AWP in the Black Lawrence Press reading for the anthology THEY SAID. And now we just got invited to read in the CATAMARAN LITERARY READER offsite reading as well. The Catamaran reading ends at 5pm on Friday, the Black Lawrence reading starts at 5:30. But that can be done, right?
Nearing the end of the two-week Kathy Fish FAST FLASH class and I love it so much. Her prompts are perfect for me, I write every day with no anxiety at all (though she pointed out that my segmented dream flash today—"Who Are These Animals and People?"—was about anxiety both in dreams and reality!), I love the way my creativity has been awakened, I love reading the other students' work. I should try to do this more often.
Nice responses in my online twitter and Facebook communities to "Free Fall."
FICTIVE DREAM is doing a great #FlashFictionFebruary series with a new flash each day. Excited to see my flash "Free Fall" in this lineup of terrific flash. The artist Claudia McGill is doing art each day that interprets the flash (love the apples in mine)
My first version of this flash was half as long. I'm glad I wrote further and that she escapes.
Pleased to see my nonfiction flash "My Mother's Suitcases" in the up-and-coming creative nonfiction journal THE NASIONA MAGAZINE (which has published some great essays in their first six issues, including work from my husband Steve Gutierrez and writing friend Tom Molanphy). A big thanks Julian Esteban Torres López and the other editors!