as of today you can buy my book tangled together from a few different places! this is a collection of short stories and flash fiction i have been writing over the past thirty-ish years. the stories range from dark to quirky (sometimes both) and are a good reflection of just how my mind works as well as sometimes being more memoir than fiction being that i often use my writing to exorcise those pesky demons. also! pictures!! i did an inking per story.
if you want an autographed copy, message me (firstname.lastname@example.org)…otherwise! pick a vendor 🙂
in addition to having confusion perfume & other neurotic comics available through amazon (or contact me for an autographed copy) in its proofing stage, to be released soon this year, tangled together…a collection of flash fiction & short stories written by me over the last 30 years.
melancholy lives in my heart… melancholy…that’s what i used to call my melon-colored collie. my cat named “maud” got tagged “maudlin.” “do you know what that means?” my first ex-husband would ask in his soft drawl as if he could not fathom my knowingly calling my pets by my darker emotions…. maybe he did not realize melancholy lives in my heart. maudlin is a friend of mine. those so-called darker emotions sometimes light my way.
more journal entries from my adventure in a free-falling spin out that triggered me to start writing in prose rather than free verse. i did not see that coming. i’m not sure if it is a good sign or a bad one.
ps. speaking of prose. i am working on releasing a collection of flash fiction & short stories. here is the cover in progress for my book coming out this year, tangled together.
the progress of this book may very well be a contributing factor to my spin out. i’m not very good at handling good news….
i am still working on journal pages of course of course. but i am also trying to get some small illustrations done for my upcoming collection of short stories due for publication later this year. tangled together is a long time coming collection of flash fiction & short stories. i will be so happy to finally see my stories in print.
also trying to cope with a world that i just want to burn to the ground…but apparently that is not the way things are done? not that i’m good at doing things the way they are supposed to do….
in lieu of matches–i made some patches. art saves the world once more!
“writing is a nice hobby,” they told me. “but what are you really going to do with your life?”
sadly, both my parents are dead, and i am unable to rub it in their faces that i have finally started publishing books…. i’m a late bloomer. that or it took me 30 years to realize, “nope, this is what i am going to do. fuck real life.” so! confusion perfume & other neurotic comicshas been published by tara caribou’s raw earth ink publishing as of last year & is available through amazon…or contact me for an autographed copy. and now tara is tackling my collection of short stories, tangled together, that is flash fiction & short stories spanning the 30 years of my being a short story writer (before which i wrote novels)…. so exciting! i will totally keep y’all updated!
there were like four more pages of confusion perfume…however, the wonderful tara caribou is planning to publish my comic with a couple other of my comics in a book due out later this year…. what?!? yes, it’s true. while there is no news on my short story collection, tangled together, which was supposed to come out in 2019…now, out of the blue, i have a different book coming out in my medium of choice: comics!!!! so fucking exciting. by the way, should there be a publisher who wants to tackle the short story collection, i think i can safely assume my other publisher has jumped ship.
anyhoo. the last four pages were a change of pace for confusion perfume, less levity…more dark & scribbly. a short story about 9-11-01 that i turned into a comic using berenice beaumont (my character in confusion perfume in case you are just tuning in.) and i decided not to post them to give y’all a little mystery. plus! tara has requested i write little ditties like i like to do, explaining/rationalizing/analyzing my work. so i am totally having a blast doing that. also…maybe brand new never seen before pages????
so what now? well, today, we have quixotic postcards i made years ago at a ‘zine fest when the printer did not have my order of postcards ready & i had to make some up on the fly.
tomorrow? (or the next day if tomorrow is too hectic) pages of my comic in progress: weener coop & by in progress, i mean, i really do plan on getting back to it one day because i think it is totally fucking awesome.
when i was not even yet 20 i had written three or four books & working on the next one plunking away on an electric typewriter sending off pages & pages to publishers & agents getting back an impressive collection of rejections i knew i was going to be a famous author i knew it… but life got in the way & hope dreams years lost to “but what are you really going to be?” & “shouldn’t you be looking for a job with health insurance” (punk rock little me thinking as long as i have planned parenthood why do i need insurance?) somehow without looking i am almost fifty still punk rock but not yet nor anytime soon a famous author however! soon a published author.
my collection of stories–some from those times when i was 20…some from an almost 50 (but still punk rock!!) mother of four…and all the time in between–my collection of short stories has been accepted by a small press in ohio. a punk rock press, of course.
i should be excited…& i think i am…but maybe after so many years of being quietly unpublished, i am not sure how to make noise about being published…. give me a day or two.
i am inside myself a lot these days well, most days okay, every day i am also beside myself with loneliness & isolation that i think would be relieved by companionship but maybe i am one of those people who even after dreams are achieved will remain empty
i’m shopping for a publisher. i think my collection is complete, but i am so tired of proofing & editing, that i cannot stand to read through it even one more time to see what needs to be polished. i am over on the poets & writers site looking though all of the small presses. i have found a few dozen, but i keep looking because i expect to be rejected multiple times and want to be prepared. i am tired of looking at publishers. much like my personal life, i just want someone to walk up my driveway and say, “i am here to take care of all your (publishing) needs.”
alas…my driveway is empty…and in serious need of being re-graveled.
the map painting is one of many treasure maps i have made for different art assignments at uw-madison. fuck me, i love a treasure map.
the wonderful poet & soon-to-be published fiction writer mike ennenbach asked me to paint the portrait to be used in his book (!!!!!!) thus infecting me with my own writing bug so i have been absent both to paint his portrait & to work on putting together a fiction collection of my own….
but do know that i miss you & am sorry i have fallen so far behind on reading your posts. you know i love you & miss you like crazy.