After a summer break, this site now reverts to a monthly schedule. The fall will be a busy time. Here's what's on its way before the end of 1999:
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I've had a bit of a rough time of it over the past few months, and fans of this site have come forward to offer some great moral support.
Several sent reassuring messages, among them Tommy Ho, Ricky Garnier, Stephanie Brownlee, and Larry Gelten. Miriam Parker showed up to offer support at my July 21 reading at Greenwich Village's Bitter End. I'm told that this reading, in conjunction with Rolling Stone magazine's "Book of the Beats," was a hit, although I couldn't see audience through the bright lights and squinted all the way through it.
Frank Johnson, in town from Tampa, took me out for dinner at my favorite restaurant, the Scandinavian "Aquavit," Vinz Jones, from San Diego, bought me drinks at the corner "Blind Tiger Ale House," and offered the encouraging observation that my five-prologue format for Five George Washingtons was like a lot like "The Canterbury Tales." (Vinz also amuses me by calling the story Lo s Cinqo Jorges).
Help came from overseas, as well: Zkot Pen of the cafe-story website Le Chantier sent good wishes from Chile, and fellow short-story writer and and Israeli Army sergeant Dori Adar delivered an award-winning kiss. Hi, Dori!
There hasn't been much written about this site in the past six months, mostly because my agent told me to avoid all publicity, lest her negotiations to sell my book be affected.
Well, screw that. Publicity is what drives people to this website, the primary form in which these stories exist, as far as I'm concerned.
So I've begun accepting offers again. Nicole Givens wrote a lovely piece for Suite 101, although intially she had me listed as a man, she's corrected that now.
I also wrote an essay about my odssey through print publishing for Cindy Penn's Write Times, and did a long interview for the online Word Museum, which will be posted whenever World Museum gets around to it.
Also, Nils Oyvind Haagensen interviewed me for a Norwegian newspaper,Klassekampen. That seems to translate as "Class Struggle," so we'll see if the story comes out from a Marxist perspective. My grandmother was from Norway, though, so it's kind of nice to make it in the old country.