Suture, the third and final story featuring Gavin, my electric wounded picaro, has been published as part of The Puritan 36. It’s been really rewarding working with Puritan editor Tyler Willis on this cycle of stories, all of which have been published by The Puritan and are now set to appear in Peninsula Sinking, my fiction collection coming out this fall with Biblioasis. My life right now mostly consists of furiously editing and frantically second-guessing and trying to make the book the best it can possibly be. So it’s nice to have this story out there naked and exposed to the world, for better or worse. Thanks to all the lovely volunteers at the Puritan for their vigour and commitment and care.
Unbearably happy to report that my short fiction collection, Peninsula Sinking, is now under contract with Biblioasis. I’ll be fine-tuning the stories over the next few months with editor extraordinaire John Metcalf, whose work as both an editor and a writer I deeply admire. The book will be in print some time next year, likely fall 2017 or spring 2018. Needless to say, I’m ecstatic that the book landed at Biblioasis, its ideal home. I’ve been eagerly reading recent Biblioasis short fiction collections by the likes of Trillium winner Kevin Hardcastle, Jack Hodgins winner Kris Bertin, and Giller-nominated Kathy Page, and I’m excited–if a little intimidated–to add my work to this catalogue. I’m also deeply grateful to all the friends, writers, agents, editors, and teachers that have helped me out along the way.
I’m super excited that guest editor Lucas Crawford picked my story, “Joustmaestro9,” to be included in the trans lit themed issue of Matrix Magazine. As a proud ally of all things trans, I’m honoured to be part of this important and timely contribution to Canadian culture and letters. The issue is a gem, with lovely cover art by Annie Mok (below) as well as transily awesome explorations of dissected pigs (Janis Maudlin), emetophilia (merritt kopas), lobster men (Tanis Franco), and so much more. My own story explores the dark underworld of chess.com through a character troubled by repeated sexual reassignment surgery rejections. Here’s a short excerpt:
Darkknight26, you belligerent Californian knave, I implore you to resign. How I loathe your gleaming beach-bum body, your talentless nonchalance, your corn-syrup ringlets, your peroxide grin. Can you not see that your game has consisted of a series of irreparable and humiliating blunders? One insipid attempt at the forked liver attack—so cliché!—and now nothing but forced exchanges and haphazard retreats. How blind must you be, Darkknight26, not to realize that defeat is inevitable, that your back row is helpless, that it’s in your own best interest to give in and move forward with your flickering bonfire of a life?
My latest story, “Silicone Giddy” , has just come out in The Puritan 32. This story is a sequel to my previous piece, “Bellyflop”, which appeared last winter in The Puritan 28. Both stories occupy the core of my short story manuscript, Peninsula Sinking, so it’s great to have them out in the world together. It also means a lot to have so much support from the rad and thorough people at The Puritan during this stage of my carreer. Issue 32 is a beast, swollen with literary protein. It’s moving to have my writing appear alongside so many fellow contributors–Matthew J. Trafford, Emily Schultz, Michael Prior–whom I deeply admire. Read the stories if you want to experience a lively fictional mixture of marriage, sex toys, and electrocution.
I’m deeply grateful that judge Sheldon Currie and the folks at The Antigonish Review gave my story, “Jellyfish,” first place in the Sheldon Currie Fiction Contest. The story appears in TAR 183 (pictured below), which has a pretty rugged-looking jellyfish on the cover. My story is about sickness and addiction and water and I’m really excited it found such a lovely home. TAR has published my work twice already and as a young Nova Scotian writer it means a lot to have the support of this fine journal.
Dear Cherished Few Readers,
My newest story, “Bellyflop,” has just been published as part of The Puritan 28. Like all work in The Puritan, it’s free to read online and can be found right here: http://puritan-magazine.com/bellyflop/. I’m super excited about the publication. There are a bunch of fellow contributors I admire and respect, including one (Annik Adey-Babinski) who wrote a kickass poem called “On MC Hammer’s Birthday.” My own story is a racy cocktail of sex toys, electricity, teenage hijinx, and confused sexuality. I swear it is not even remotely autobiographical.
I was thrilled to find my contributor’s copy of Broken Pencil #66 in the mail today. My story, “Urinemate,” looks awesomely professional amidst BP’s always-impressive melange of comics, reviews, illustrations, and indie reportage. If there’s a go-to magazine for Canadian hipsters, it’s probably so supercool and obscure I haven’t heard of it yet. But the next best thing is Broken Pencil. “Urinemate,” a story about a paranoid designer of prosthetic phalluses and his war with his “long-haired upstairs neighbour,” appears alongside a suitably macabre-phallic illustration by Laura Kenins. You can buy the magazine at the Broken Pencil store (http://www.brokenpencil.com/brokenpencil-store) or at magazine stands across the country.