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.
Lucky #13
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!
Three New Poems (Rusty Truck)
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.
SHOW ME SOMETHING COOL