“Who?” “Agatha Bacelar, she’s primarying Nancy Pelosi. You want to write about her?” I take the assignment and find myself at some cocktail-party-type deal at an apartment I couldn’t afford if I robbed a pharaoh. After briefly saying hello and exchanging info, Bacelar texts me a few days later that she’s having a campaign kickoff at her apartment in the Mission and I should show. Alright. I’ve never been to a longshot’s political kickoff.
A conversation about flash fiction with Grant Faulkner.
by Jayne Martin
Unlike novels, or even short stories, flash fiction is impatient. “Get on with it,” it says. Exposition is its death knell. It withholds, teases, and entices the reader to enter and then lingers like an all-too-real dream. Microfiction, a subgenre...
Audio: Author Christopher Merchant reads.
by Christopher Merchant
This work of short fiction is adapted from the author’s novel-in-development.
Nic worked as a teacher’s aide at an elementary school. Work meant showing up on time with a manageable hangover. Most mornings, he’d wake up, stop hugging himself on the cold couch, get...
