Friday Flash with Lindsay ~ “He Took Walks”
HE TOOK WALKS He was become a man of few words but he always listened so that people thought he was deep. Like he was thinking more than he said and the look on his face was so serious that those thoughts were reckoned to be hard thoughts. His name was Agustin and when he […]
Friday Flash with Lindsay ~ “This Is How We Found Her”
THIS IS HOW WE FOUND HER The kids on my street, they used to spit at my feet and they said my mam was broken and could never be fixed. They said she was a wino and a slattern. They none of ‘em knowed what a slattern was, but they said it just the […]
Friday Flash with Lindsay ~ “It Took All Night”
IT TOOK ALL NIGHT It took all night. I couldn’t sleep none and couldn’t get comfortable in the goddam seat. That’s right. Bitchin. Me and I can sleep anywhere, and didn’t mom once say that I was the one could sleep on the edge of a butcher’s knife and she was something proud when she […]
Friday Flash with Lindsay ~ “Finally The Rain”
FINALLY THE RAIN Finally the rain. Late again, because it’s always late now; after almost two years and it came at last, sweeping down from the mist-top hills, and it fell as a long forgotten blessing on the town. And we danced in the streets, all of us, if dancing is spinning from puddle […]
Friday Flash with Lindsay ~ “Tears In The Tuileries”
TEARS IN THE TUILERIES He has a small brown suitcase that he takes with him everywhere he goes: in the car on long journeys; on the bus into town; carried to the shop at the end of the street when he needs a quarter ounce of Ogden’s Redbreast Flake tobacco for his pipe. The suitcase […]
Friday Flash with Lindsay ~ “We All Had A Crush”
WE ALL HAD A CRUSH ‘If he was chocolate, he’d eat hisself.’ That’s what Susie used to say, and she’d sneer when she said it and spit in the dirt like a boy, and we’d all nod and say, ‘Fuck, she’s right’. The way Jamie was always tending his hair and he kept a metal […]
Friday Flash with Lindsay ~ “Milly in Love”
MILLY IN LOVE Sometimes she couldn’t do it. And Milly clenched her fists into small hard roses, and she stamped her feet making a small drum thunder on the wooden floorboards, and she screamed. It’s what she did when the dance steps she’d learned left her and she tripped over and that was done […]
Say It In 53 Words
As some of you might know, I have an odd relationship with the short-short prose structure. I love to read those that are stunning, remarkable, odd, moving, magic, entrancing, curious, and and and. (Think: Vanessa Gebbie here. Meg Pokrass. Tania Hershman. Dinty W. Moore. Carrie Etter. Katey Schultz. Stuart Dybek. Tom Hazuka.) I have written […]
The Long and The Short of It ~ One Writer’s Training
We were out at our house in Mount Carroll, Illinois for a quick turnaround weekend away. Mount Carroll is a small town just ten miles away from the Mississippi River, a quiet place where we try to step out of our city lives. Where we try to slow down. So there I was in my […]