A new short story has gone live online over at the killer lit mag Word Riot.
I submitted a story after residency and heard back directly from the publisher, Jackie Corley. She mentioned that she too attends Bennington and then, kindly, rejected my story.
I regrouped and dusted off a more aggressive story and resubmitted. Within a few days, the story was accepted.
Cut to a few days ago when Jackie contact me and asked if I would be interested in recording the story to be posted online. I jumped at the opportunity, but, being the son of a soundman and spending years rejecting any of his knowledge on sound recording, I was at a loss on how to do this.
I approached Noah Harlan, a filmmaker here in NYC and a guru on all things Mac, who explained the simple one, two threes of recording on my laptop.
So, come the weekend, I hunkered down into my bathroom, or recording studio, and spent five hours recording the story and then figuring out how the fuck to turn the thing from a M4A file, into a WAV file, into an MP3.
Needless to say, I hate this story now, having heard it so many times, but am excited to see it receive life from Word Riot.
I am a lion with the head of lamb.