Published!

I’m not very good at tooting my own horn but I’ve realized that I should use this platform to announce some very good news. I recently received second place in thewoolf.org‘s recent short story competition. This counts as both my first publishing credit and my first paid gig (gotta love prize money) so I’ve been feeling pretty good for the past few weeks.

Rather than ramble on, I’ll let the official press release from The Woolf do the talking. Thanks for reading and make sure you check out the work from the other finalists.

 

LOCAL TALENT SHINES IN THE WOOLF’S SHORT STORY COMPETITION

The three winning stories in the inaugural Woolf Short Story Competition were announced simultaneously with the launch of the Spring 2018 issue, on March 1. In her Judge’s Report, Geneva-based writer Anne Korkeakivi commented that reading the shortlist of ten stories was “a privilege and pleasure” and that “with such a panoply of excellence to choose from … singling out a first-, second-, and third-place winner is a little heartbreaking.”

Writing to the theme of ‘Raw’, we celebrate the ten shortlisted writers: K.C. Allen, Jennifer Copley, Ben Francis, Delaney Green, Louise Mangos, Yves Oban, Kate Paine, Jihoon Park, J. Rushing and Gladys Yegon

while congratulating

Kate Paine on being awarded first place for ‘Melting Ice’

J. Rushing in second place for ‘Wounds’

K. C. Allen in third place for ‘Of Baking and Blackbirds’.

The three winning stories can be read in their entirety on The Woolf.org, via the links above.

Korkeakivi described Kate Paine’s winning story as “appearing at first simple, almost comic … ends up anything but”. It has “incisive descriptive language … so deftly fused to the story’s theme and voice. I couldn’t stop thinking about ‘Melting Ice’, which is one of the best things that can be said about a work of fiction and why I am awarding it first place.”

Reflecting the international nature of Switzerland’s population, our winners are Australian, American and Swiss.

Kate Paine is an Australian musician, teacher, and writer living with her husband and daughter in a little house near the lake in Meilen, Kanton Zurich. She finds music and writing go together beautifully. She is undertaking a Ph.D. in creative writing through Deakin University in Australia.

J. Rushing is an American writer and former teacher who traded the microbreweries and Cascade Mountains of the Pacific Northwest for raclette, chocolate, and the Swiss Alps. He and his wife live in Baden.

K.C. Allen globe-trotted for years, living and working in multilingual and multicultural environments before returning to her birthplace – Switzerland – some twenty years ago. Fascinated by words in general, she works in and out of various foreign languages in marketing and communications.

The Short Story Competition moved through four stages. It was launched in The Woolf on September 1, 2017, with a submission deadline of December 1, 2017. A long list of 21 entries was announced on January 10, 2018, and the short list made public on February 1, 2018. Submitted entries were read and judged at all stages of the competition without author names or identifying information. The three winners were announced last week in The Woolf Spring 2018 Quarterly.

The Woolf co-editors Libby O’Loghlin and J.J. Marsh are delighted with the response to the first competition, which saw entries come from all over the world. They plan to run the short story competition annually and will also be announcing a poetry competition later this year.

For more information about The Woolf writing competitions, The Woolf Quarterly or our winning writers Kate Paine, J. Rushing or K.C. Allen please contact Catherine Szentkuti, Publicist, at catherine@thewoolf.org.

 

 

 

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Yes, You Need to Vote. Today. Right now.

I was planning on posting an election day reminder to go vote but my good friend and fellow author, KM Alexander already beat me to it and in excellent fashion. Go here, read it, and vote. There’s more on the ballot than the big-ticket, hot mess that we’ve all endured for so long, though, you still need to vote for that as well.

Go forth and fill in bubbles, poke, chads, or whatever your state or county requires. Also, poke chads not Chads. Human Chads will be under enough stress on election day without having to worry about people poking them. Have some decency.

My Kind of Weird. Kathe Koja’s THE CIPHER

I am a weirdo. I always have been. Some of it is on the surface but most is down deep. That’s how it is for everyone because everyone is weird in their own way. In lots of ways really. A key to happiness in my life has been to seek out weird things that are my kind of weird. The Voynich Manuscript is definitely my kind of weird. Porcelain dolls with their creepy little murderer eyes are definitely not. Finding our kind of weird is an important part of growing up I think.

I love weird fiction. I don’t just mean the genre. I love any fiction with elements that push the boundaries of what is normal or even possible. Star Trek TNG was a fine show but when the Borg showed up in those cyborg BDSM outfits, things got weird in the best of ways. Some of the most deep and insightful episodes revolved around them. The X-Files, Unsolved Mysteries, hell, Nova, and National Geographic specials were the main staples of my childhood evenings. All focused on topics that were interesting, little known, and above all bizarre.

So what is it about the bizarre? I’ve talked a bit about escapism before (here) and for me, the dark, creepy corners are where I choose to escape. Why? Because my life is neither dark nor creepy. It can’t be an escape if you don’t go someplace different. People who only ready happy, uplifting fiction make me wonder…

Anyway, on to THE CIPHER. This book is an oldy(sort of) but a very very goody.  Published in 1991, it is the first novel of author Kathe Koja. I just finished the book and I have to say, I have no idea what to think. I love when that happens.

The narration style is wild and chaotic yet suffused with an art that is both gritty and elegant. The loser Gen-X characters are hateful, awful people.  If they were real you would despise them yet she forces you to care about them and you do and you’re glad to. The brand of horror is  at times, in your face gore then, at once, existential and ethereal. As is the case for the characters within, this book makes its readers work to make sense of it all. Honestly, I’m not sure I ever did and that is where my recommendation of this book becomes pointed.

Do you like questions? If yes, continue, if no, you’ll hate this book. If a question is left unanswered, will you lose your mind? If no, continue, if yes, you’ll hate his book. If questions are the point, rather than answers, are you okay with that? If yes, read the book. If not… you get the idea.

I love questions. I love questions for the way they explode with more questions like some mushroom sending its legion-like offspring off to populate the world. I love weird things because they force questions. Why? Who? How? Even, huh? Questions take us places and THE CIPHER raises enough to send the reader on a wild ride.