I’m thrilled to have my flash fiction piece, “Fingers Hooked,” in Fiction Southeast this week. The journal’s editors have been wonderful to work with in terms of responsiveness and organization, and I’m grateful to be included in their journal.
My flash pieces have largely been a space in which I’ve explored American settings — my full-length stories and the novel I’m working on have been set in my native Bosnia — and the process of writing them has felt expansive and freeing. I hope that you enjoy the piece.
I’m thrilled to have my absurdist little footnoted story in the new issue of Midway Journal! I’ve always admired Midway’s aesthetic, and the editors have been wonderful to work with and incredibly attentive. You can read the piece here. Enjoy!
I’ve been nominated for the 2015 storySouth Million Writers Award. The award honors and promotes the best fiction published in online literary journals and magazines during 2014, and the nomination of was for my flash fiction piece, “Soap Bubble Words,” which appeared in Monkeybicycle last year.
I’m thrilled to announce that Gargoyle Magazine from Paycock Press will be publishing my prose poem, “Flinging Superstitions,” in their 40th anniversary issue! The issue will be out August/September of next year. The first time I submitted to Gargoyle was about ten years ago — as an undergraduate student at the University of Florida — and I’m excited to finally be included in their pages!
Prompted by a kind rejection from Diagram Magazine, I wandered over to their page to poke around through their new issue. Josh Bell’s essay, “What Do You Think About My Epigraph?” caught my eye.
Bell’s piece opens with the following epigraph by Lucretius: “It is pleasant, when the sea is high and the wind is dashing the waves about, to sit on shore and watch the struggles of another.” The line sucked me in with juicy expectations of drama and violence and voyeurism, but Bell dashed all my hopes and rebuilt them anew. The essay is an incredible and playful meditation on epigraphs and their history, and it is provocative and thoughtful from beginning to end. I highly recommend it!
I’ve admired Hobart Literary Journal for years now — they always publish such interesting and quirky pieces — and I’m thrilled to say that my personal essay, “Soul Retrieval in the Southwest,” is on their website today. It describes my encounter with a shaman at a party, as well as the hypnosis session that follows. You can read the whole essay on their page, but here’s an excerpt:
People stood and sat around us, sipping cold beer and chatting. Singing Humyn and I began to discuss interpersonal relationships, and I divulged that I was sensitive to the emotional states of others. She told me that I could be a healer then as well. If only I channeled my energies in the right way. The thinker in me flinched at the idea of “energies,” but deep down I was pleased to no end. I imagined myself as a sturdy woman in skirts and silver earrings, pounding the earth with my bare feet in dance. In the fantasy, dark skies churned above my head.