I have a book coming out.
That’s a sentence I’ve wanted to be able to write for, I don’t know, over a decade now, but, before March this year, wasn’t something I thought I’d be able to say seriously any time soon – if ever. But Transmission Press have spent the period since then patiently working with me to make this thing to be titled Letter to the Author of the Letter to the Father. It brings together the fiction I’ve written over the last three years or so, and the surprising and gratifying thing about it all – at least for me, their humble author – is to see the resonances and recurrences of themes and motifs across narrative styles and POVs and formal play.
It’s surprising because I wrote these stories to tell stories, yes, but also to challenge and entertain myself. To create, to evoke, to help me deal with life on this weird ball – and not with a serious view of binding them together and putting it up for sale.
I’ll write more about it all soon, but for now I’m grateful to Transmission Press for giving my fragmented, melancholy fiction a chance, and giving me so much creative control while also ensuring we’re creating the best collection possible.
Anyway, don’t worry too much about that right now. Instead, pick up a few books from a bookshop or subscribe to a literary journal or join a library, one with beanbags and aircon.
Delighted to have a new piece of fiction titled Stone Fur Skin Fish Blood up at Fluland. It’s also been added to the Featured section on the site!
The idea for this piece – a palmful of fragments coughed up by the subconscious – came to me at 4am while staying at a friend’s house in Canberra.
My review of the The King in the Golden Mask by Marcel Schwob (translated by Kit Schluter and published by Wakefield Press) has been published at Music & Literature.
Enjoyed this fine little collection – the first complete English edition – so much I thought writing about it could be useful, to – as usual – clarify my own thoughts about it, more than anything. To understand why he may have cast so profound an influence on some of my favourite writers.
Big thanks to Taylor and, in particular, Jeffrey from M&L.
My short story Vanitas is in issue ten of Birds Piled Loosely.
Hope you like. Thx to BPL.
My short piece Two Memories has been published in issue two of RIC Journal.
Two memories which I hope it makes sense to pull together. Took some time to get the tenses right – or if not right then at least more correct. Memory, it seems to me, is experienced in the present, even when the lived experience was long ago, and even though there is another present, the now, in the memory’s future, that also needs to be accounted for.
With thanks to Saudamini.
My review of Night in the Sun, the second short story collection by US writer Kyle Coma-Thompson, has been published at Full Stop.
I first read Coma-Thompson in The White Review. His story ‘Spite & Malice’ was the last or second to last piece in the issue and I almost skipped it because I subscribe to Borges’s belief that you don’t need to have a read all of a thing to have read a thing (I’m misinterpreting him as an excuse for my laziness). The story blew me away and I made a mental note to read more by this writer. In a curious twist of fate (as far as curious twists of fate go in an age when impressions of surprise and delight at short stories are expressed on social media), Coma-Thompson emailed me a few days later asking if I wanted to read the collection that ‘Spite & Malice’ was from. See the review for my thoughts.
Big thanks to Jesse for editorial guidance and giving it a home.
My experimental essay/reading of Zero K, Don DeLillo’s latest novel, is now up at 3:AM Magazine. Yeah, yeah – more fragmentary writing. It couldn’t be avoided, I promise (and more is on the way). This is me having another try at what I attempted with my reading diary for The Scofield‘s Kay Boyle issue.
Big thanks to my 3:AM crew for the edits and for humouring me.