Congratulations to Rebecca Schumejda, whose terrific new book is available from Stubborn Mule Press. Rebecca asked me to do some collage for the book, and little did I know the text and the images would pull together so well. It’s really a triumph for her, as she bravely pushes herself into some difficult new poetic territory, writing raw and close to the bone about a recent family tragedy. I consider it an honor to have just a small part in this ferocious and honest book, and encourage anyone reading this to go give it a look. The folks at Stubborn Mule went big, doing beautiful full-color art within the pages of this book-length rumination on potentially forgiving the unforgivable.
And by that I mean Paper & Ink #13, Tales From the Bar Side.
I've got a short story, Behind the FAT CHANCE in this boozy and ferocious issue of Martin Appleby's magazine. In the "Notes From the Editor" he wisely points out that a certain kind of dive bar is getting harder and harder to find, and that is a sad thing indeed. I enjoyed many a slow and low moment over a pint and my thoughts, even scribbled a few poems on napkins in exactly the kinds of places this issue celebrates, and doubt I'll ever find a haunt as great as they used to be. Martin was especially patient with me as I tinkered with the story, considering (but ultimately abandoning) a serious rewrite of the end. Still this is a better, tighter version of the story. But don't get the issue for that. Check out all these other folks:
It's easy as pie to get a copy, as you can order through ETSY. Numbers are limited, so don't sleep on it!
I know what you're thinking: "What, McCreesh...you still write poems?"
Okay, I deserved that. In all fairness, I write them...I just don't submit them anywhere...hence they rarely get out there (I know, I know -- shame on me).
Still, if you want to check out a few new ones, they're HERE at our old friends driving that Rusty Truck.
And don't forget -- POSTCARDS!
Okay, my battery is dying...
That's not a metaphor...I'm literally running out of juice. So I'll cut this short.
It's wrong to say Tangerine Press has become a beast, because it absolutely started out as one, and has only gotten stronger. A quick flip through their back catalog, and you can quickly see what they've been doing, and glimpse just how high they're aiming in the future. So it goes without saying, when I see a call for submissions, I gather up some of my best.
And I was recently lucky enough to place a poem in Judas-Hole, or the Poet's Betrayal -- a glorious project available now. It's touted as a "chapbook journal of new writing" -- issue four in an ongoing series that includes Counterfeit Crank, Quincunx, Turpin's Cave. As with most of my favorite things, this is a limited edition -- only 53 numbered copies made -- hand-sewn by editor/publisher/designer Michael Curran.
And the contributors? Claudia Bierschenk, Billy Childish, Ford Dagenham, John Dorsey, Howie Good, Geoff Hattersley, Lyn Lifshin, Hosho McCreesh, Adrian Manning, Marc Olmsted, Joan Jobe Smith, and Fred Voss. Now, I don't know about that McCreesh fellow, but there rest of these folks really know how to string a sentence together.
So if you are a collector of rare and beautiful things, need a few good, hard, and true lines to get you through, or just have a few bucks burning a hole in your pocket, give it a look. I doubt you'll regret it.