Before I leap into the second year of this blog, I have nothing but gratitude for the year behind me. Of all my experiences as a writer: grad school, short story publications; the novel Sand and Asbestos, my work with Umbrella Factory Magazine and RocketHouse Studios, I must admit thatContinue Reading

I went to the post office my last day in Denver. I had six full boxes of books. Two boxes of books I couldn’t part with, two boxes of Janice’s books, two boxes of notebooks. I would hardly classify myself as a hoarder, especially now that I have read everyContinue Reading