More self-promotion, please

So Bryan Parys and I started a fatherhood blog: New Dads Strut. And I’m actually liking Tumblr so far. Here we get to air all our dirty diapers. Latest post is about being adopted and expecting a birth child.

Oh, and Robert Kloss, friend of alligators and writers, interviewed me on Plumb. I talked about the merits and not-so-merits of an MFA, editing, and audience.

There was this study done (I was told this, so can’t cite) that showed that people were far more likely to see a movie if the trailer gave away the plot than if it did not. This might seem counter-intuitive–you might think we want to be surprised–but people are mostly interested in seeing things they expect to happen happen.

Profile and Stories

1. A profile of me exists in the Harvard Gazette. Really.

2. Three pieces from I’m Not Saying, I’m Just Saying appear in Issue 3 of The Literarian, the Center for Fiction’s lit mag. The awesome Dawn Raffel is the editor.

Here’s an excerpt from “We Were Not Always Like This”:

The cops came so quickly we hardly earned the cuffs. Later, in the station, Randy cried, on the hook for his weapon of minor destruction. I tried to be sorry, too. Yet I felt only wonder at our idea of pleasure.

Kelly Luce rocks the Good Men Project Weekend Fiction section this week.

Dueling Interviews

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Two interviews up this week. One in the Fringe Magazine blog (thanks to Dave Duhr) about the Island of Epidemics, imagination, collective first POV, babies, and The Last Repatriate. The other in Fictionaut (thanks to Nicolle Elizabeth) about GMP, what it takes to get into the fiction section, and good men and women.

The GMP Weekend Fiction this week is “Mercy, Somebody,” by Kim Chinquee.

Fictionaut and Me

The lovely Meg Pokrass interviewed me for the Fictionaut Five series. I say some probably annoying things about taking risks in literary magazines, writing about adoption, and going to the bathroom to get “unstuck” writing.

In addition to the interview, there’s an old story of mine that once upon a time won the Mid-American Review Fineline contest. It’s got Genghis Khan, cancer conspiracy theories, and adoption.

Here’s an excerpt: “The movies he liked best were the ones in which white people played Asian leads. Since his girlfriend had left, that Barry was adopted had seemed to become more of a fact.”

Back in the day, judge Ron Carlson said: “This pointed little story pretends to be offering us information while it is really an arch confession of a broken heart. The writer left out everything he could, and the pieces that remain glow.” Vol. XXVIII No. 1 of Mid-American Review.