2018 Perpetual Folly Literary Magazine Rankings — Overview

Below are links to the 2018 Perpetual Folly Literary Magazine Rankings for Fiction, Poetry, and Non-Fiction. Scroll down for a discussion of the rationale and methodology behind the lists.

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Literary Magazine Ranking — Fiction

Literary Magazine Ranking — Poetry

Literary Magazine Ranking — Non-Fiction

Rationale for the rankings. Years ago, when I was first submitting short stories to literary magazines, I wanted a way to tier my submissions. I believe in simultaneous submissions, but I didn’t want to submit a story to a great magazine and a not-so-great magazine at the same time because of the risk of multiple acceptances. (If the not-so-great magazine accepted first, it would pain me to withdraw the story from the great magazine.) Developing a ranking of literary magazines allowed me to submit only to those magazines in roughly the same tier. I began sharing the list on my blog because I knew other writers used the same tiered approach to submissions. Eventually, I added poetry and non-fiction rankings and also links to magazine websites.

Basis for the rankings. I base the rankings on the annual Pushcart Prize anthology that comes out in November. That anthology includes fiction, poetry, and non-fiction and excludes the magazines of general circulation like The New Yorker, Atlantic, Harper’s, and so on. Other anthologies, like the Best American series and the O.Henry Prize Stories are excellent books, but their approach to assembling their winners is different. As these things go, the Pushcart Prize anthology draws from a wide range of nominating magazines, which makes it the best choice for these rankings. One criticism of the Pushcart Prizes is that they have a print-publication bias. Although there are an increasing number of online publications earning recognition in the anthology, that bias is probably real. There are some fine online magazines that won’t appear on these lists, unfortunately.

Methodology.  After several years of making these lists, I made a change last year that I have retained. Originally, I based the rankings on a ten-year rolling score that assigned a constant value for Pushcart Prizes earned over that period and a lower value for Special Mentions. Some readers suggested that a five-year rolling score would be better because it would result in newer publications rising in the rankings sooner. But reputations take years to develop, and I didn’t like the shorter period, while acknowledging the validity of the point. So last year I compromised. Now the formula assigns one value for Prizes and Special Mentions received in the most recent five years and half that value for Prizes received in the preceding five years.

Symbols. You’ll notice a few symbols next to the names of some magazines on the lists. (c) indicates a closed magazine; (w) indicates a broken link for a live magazine; and (?) indicates some question about the magazine or an unknown link.

Feedback and Support. I welcome your feedback. Let me know if you find a broken or incorrect link, either by leaving a comment or contacting me through this website. I don’t mind hearing criticism of my approach, either, if that’s what you want to share. (Praise is also welcome.) And if you find the lists at all useful, please consider making a donation to support the site. You’ll find a Donation button above and on each of the ranking pages.


In my recent post about the books I’m currently reading, I mentioned the book Fluent Forever by Gabriel Wyner. I started reading that one because it was recommended by a friend in a Facebook post I made the other day. I was looking for tips on how to structure self-learning of a foreign language. I’m not very far into the book, but Wyner has some excellent advice based on his own experience of learning languages. I’ll keep reading! (In addition to the book, there’s a website with useful resources: Fluent Forever.)


I love studying languages, but I’m terrible at remembering and I’m a bit too timid to speak in a foreign language unless I’m forced (like in an oral exam) or a little drunk. So I’m not fluent in any language other than English, but I’ve studied a lot of them, and I’d love to build up my ability in at least a couple.

My first exposure to a language other than English (I hate referring to them as “foreign languages” because they’re only foreign to monolingual English-speakers) was French in the fifth grade. I had been admitted to a “special class” in Indianapolis that involved going to a school that attracted students from a larger region of the city than the normal school district. Because my family moved to a different city when I entered sixth grade, I didn’t get to continue with my French, so that was that. When I arrived at my new school in a rural area, my teacher mentioned to the class, having seen my report card, I guess, that’s I’d been in a French class. For a while, some of the kids taunted me by calling me “Frenchie.” (I didn’t think I’d retained much, but some of the language came back when I took another French class decades later.)

In high school in Peoria, Illinois I took four years of German. I’m not sure why I chose German over the other choices, which were French, Spanish, and Latin, except to be different, I suppose. Most kids took French or Spanish. I enjoyed those classes and did well, although I have never had a reason to call upon my German. That’s not completely true. I visited Zurich, Switzerland a couple of times in the 1980s, and in the 1990s I passed through the Frankfurt airport several times. I probably uttered a few words, but I couldn’t tell you what they were. I placed out of the foreign language requirement in college, so no more German classes for me. When I got my MA in English, it turned out that there was a European language requirement, so I crammed for a test in German, passed it, and was grateful for my good teachers in high school.

Even though I didn’t need to, I decided I would take a language in college anyway. I chose Russian, again just to be different, I guess. I wish I had stuck with it. I only took two quarters and can’t say that I’ve retained much, although at least I can usually decipher things written in the Cyrillic alphabet. My little Russian actually came in handy in 1994-95 when I worked as a consultant in Almaty, Kazakhstan, one of the recently independent former Soviet states. (In Almaty, both my Korean and Chinese, which I learned long after college, were also somewhat useful. Being a neighbor of China, Kazakhstan had a number of Chinese visitors and several Chinese restaurants. And it turned out that there was an ethnic Korean population as well, as Stalin had deported a number of Koreans from Northeastern areas to the steppes.)

After college, I joined the Peace Corps and was sent to South Korea. People often ask me why I chose Korea, and the truth is that I didn’t. I barely knew where Korea was. If I had studied French or Spanish in school, probably they would have sent me to Africa or South America, but my two languages at the time were German and Russian, neither of which would be helpful in the Peace Corps of the mid-1970s. (Later, Russian would have been handy for work they were doing in the countries of the former Soviet Union, including Russia.) So it was clear they would send me to a country where they’d have to teach me the language, and Thailand and Korea were likely spots. We had two months of very intensive Korean language training upon arrival in the country, and I loved it. We had five students in each class and met every morning. We lived in a small city so there were ample opportunities to practice, and we made great progress in those two months. The Korean “alphabet,” Hangul, is simple and wonderfully phonetic, so it was easy to learn. Grammar, pronunciation, and vocabulary were very hard, but at the end of training, I felt good about my ability. Then I went off to my work site where I would be teaching English and although I did continue to study Korean, I never got a whole lot better than I was at the end of training. My excuse—that’s what it was—was that I spoke too much English: in my classes, with students outside of class, with professors who wanted to practice, and with complete strangers who also wanted to practice. So I never really needed to get better. It was a missed opportunity, though, and I regret it. Still, I speak enough to get around and to have simple conversations with people. In the late 1990s when I worked for the World Bank I made many trips to Korea (during the Asian Financial Crisis) and my Korean came in handy then. And a lot of it came back on my most recent visit in 2011. I’d love to go back again soon.

After the Peace Corps, I went back to grad school. I had done one semester before my service, so I basically needed one summer and a full academic year to finish the MA. I had hoped to continue studying Korean, but at that time Indiana University had dropped its Korean language program. Disappointed, I chose to take Japanese instead. My English Department advisors counseled against it because it wouldn’t count toward my language requirement, but as noted I had already satisfied the requirement through a German exam. I loved studying Japanese and I did well in the class. My work in Korean was great preparation, too, as the two languages have very similar grammatical structures and both have many loan words from Chinese. Because I had studied Chinese calligraphy in Korea, I was also ahead of the game on learning Kanji—the Chinese characters incorporated into Japanese in addition to the two phonetic alphabets.

I did no language study while I was in law school or in my first two years of law practice in Chicago. But as of January 1, 1984, I was transferred to my law firm’s Singapore office. After I got settled, one of the first things I did was enroll in a Chinese language class. Singapore is an odd place. English is definitely the language of international business, but the country has four official languages: English, Mandarin Chinese, Malay, and Tamil. Although Mandarin is the official Chinese language in the group, many Chinese in Singapore speak other dialects—Hokkien and Cantonese, especially. Still, there is some value in a foreigner’s knowing Mandarin, and in any case, it was fun to learn. I studied the language off and on for all the time I lived there, 1984-89 and 1990-93. When I started work at the World Bank in January 1996, I was assigned to work on China projects, so I began traveling to Beijing and elsewhere in China, so that my Chinese actually was useful. Plus, a few of us who worked on China projects took conversation lessons from a Chinese teacher, paid for by the Bank. I loved it. A couple of years ago, I took an online Chinese class through the Virginia community college system, just as a refresher.

I moved to rural Virginia in 2001 but continued to travel to Asia for several years after that as a consultant for the World Bank, so I tried to keep up with Chinese. But I also had some new travel adventures. I graduated from my Master of Fine Arts in Creative Writing program in 2003 and was looking for opportunities to attend writing workshops. One that caught my eye was a workshop in Mexico. I’d never been to Mexico and knew no Spanish, but once I had decided to go I opted to take a Spanish class at the local community college. I did one semester before I went to Mexico, did a homestay and language immersion program for a week in the country, and then took another semester when I returned home. That gave me a good grounding in the language should I need to refresh for another trip.

Then a few years later, I applied for a writing residency in a village in France. I didn’t think my fifth-grade class would be enough to prepare me for that, so I took a full year French class at the community college. That was great. It was a small class with a native French speaker, and I learned a lot. Or, at least, I learned enough that I managed to get around the French village and also the city of Toulouse, where I was a tourist for one week before my residency. Again, that gave me a good base if I need to brush up for a return visit.

So I’ve studied lots of languages. Of all of them, though, it is Chinese that continues to enchant me. That’s probably because of the Chinese characters. And so I have resolved to brush up this year. I’ve started using the Rosetta Stone program for Chinese and have also begun using Duolingo, a free online tool for language learning. It’s hard to imagine a true beginner being able to use either of these tools, which seem to expect you to recognize the Chinese characters instantly, but because of my previous study, it isn’t a problem for me.


Books I’m reading now

I know a lot of people who only read one book at a time. I’m not sure what’s wrong with me, but I usually have more than one going at a given moment, although at least they’re all in different genres or media. Right now is kind of an extreme case, and I would like to get through a few of these so I can focus better, but I thought it would be fun to record my current reading list:

Novel. The novel I’m reading in hard copy right now is The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead. I bought this last year in hardcover when it won the National Book Award, but had not gotten around to reading it. However, I persuaded my book club to pick it for our January discussion, so now I’ve moved it up to the top of my list. I’m not very far into the book, but so far it is very similar to other novels I’ve read in recent years about enslaved Africans. I gather that it will soon diverge, however, and I’m looking forward to that.

Novel on Kindle. Actually, I’m reading this on the Kindle app on my tablet because Children of the Salt Road by Lydia Fazio Theys is published by Kindle in Motion, so it has some interesting effects (color backgrounds plus moving illustrations) that don’t appear in other formats including my Kindle Voyage. I bought this because Lydia is a friend, but I’m enjoying the story, set mostly in Sicily. So far it’s a little spooky, but it seems that it’s going to get more than spooky in the coming chapters.

Nonfiction—History/Memoir. As I was straightening up my office recently I came across an interesting volume that I bought used last year after hearing about from a Pearl Buck fan, a special 1972 signed edition of Pearl S. Buck’s China Past and Present that is illustrated with lots of black and white photographs. It’s part history and part memoir about her own experience in China, which was extensive.

Nonfiction—History. I’m interested in genealogy and have done a fair amount of research on my own family tree. Last year I visited Lunenberg County, Virginia, because I had learned that the Scott family (the ancestors of a great grandmother on my father’s side) had immigrated there from Scotland. I found records of them in the county courthouse and was also shown a couple of books about local history in the 18th century. I’m reading one of those books now: The Evolution of the Southern Backcountry: A Case Study of Lunenburg County, Virginia 1746-1832 by Richard R. Beeman. It’s well written, but the subject matter is pretty dry. It’s going to take me a long time to get through this one.

Nonfiction—Language (paperback). Given how many books I’m already reading, I shouldn’t have started this one, but I’m fascinated by the study of languages and when a friend recommended Fluent Forever: How to Learn Any Language Fast and Never Forget It by Gabriel Wyner I couldn’t resist. I began reading it last night. I’m going to do a separate post on language study, so I’ll mention this one again.

Nonfiction—Politics (on Kindle). I’m sick of hearing about Donald Trump. I hate the man and wish we had dodged the bullet of his presidency. I was not going to read Fire and Fury: Inside the Trump White House by Michael Wolff, but the president’s heated denunciation of the book and threats to block its publication basically forced me to buy it. I’m not very far into this one, and I’m not learning anything I didn’t know or suspect, but I feel obligated.

Fiction—Short Story Collection (paperback). I love short stories and usually am reading them either in magazines or collections. This one is by a friend of mine, published by the same publisher that brought out my two story collections. I Will Shout Your Name by John Matthew Fox opens with a story that I included in Volume II of my Everywhere Stories anthology, so I had a head start on this one!

Fiction—audiobook. I always have an audiobook going, too. I listen in the car or on the treadmill at the gym. I just finished one yesterday, so I’m only about 30 seconds into its successor, but it’s a book I’ve heard good things about: The Green Road by Anne Enright.

That’s eight. I’m currently reading eight books, which is nuts. I must finish some of them! What are you reading right now?

2018 Writing Goals

A lot of folks make New Year’s Resolutions. I think that’s a fine tradition, and I’ve got a few that I’ll keep to myself. What I’ll share here, though, are some goals that I’ve set for the year in connection with my writing.


Goals, it seems to me, should be realistic and achievable, but ambitious. There’s no point in setting a goal that is impossible, since failure is then inevitable. On the other hand, what’s the point in setting a goal that takes no effort to reach? Goals should be measurable, otherwise how can you know if the goal has been met? And goals should be limited in time, if only to add to the motivation to reach the goal sooner rather than later. Here’s an article that might be helpful in your goal setting for the coming year: Personal Goal Setting: Planning to Live Life Your Way.

In my case, there are two things that MUST get done this year plus a few more that I’d like to accomplish before the year is over. Ambitious, but achievable.

  1. Finish Edits on Novel under Contract. My novel, The Shaman of Turtle Valley, is under contract to Braddock Avenue Books for publication in early 2019. That means I’ll be spending time this year with the editor to get the manuscript into shape.
  2. Compile the Anthology under Contract. Volume III of my anthology series, Everywhere Stories, will be published in the fall. We’ve promised submitters of stories that we’ll make our selections by the end of March, so that’s the first deadline. And then about two months after that I’ll need to deliver the manuscript to the publisher.
  3. Find a publisher for my novel. I finished another novel last year and I’ve begun looking for a publisher for that book. That’s not entirely under my control, of course, but I’ve started and will continue for as long as it takes.
  4. Finish the new story collection. I realized at the end of the year that I had nearly enough stories for a new collection. So I’ve started putting that together and writing a few additional stories for it. I’d love to be done with that by mid-March when I head off to AWP.
  5. Finish the new novel. I’ve been working on yet another novel for a couple of years now. I have some nagging concerns about it, but I think I’m close to resolving those problems and moving forward toward completion. Dare I hope for getting it done by the end of the year?
  6. Query agents. This one depends on finishing the new novel. I am currently unrepresented, but I believe the new novel has more commercial potential than my last novel did, so when it’s done it will definitely be time to shop around once again.
  7. Dabble in the essay form. I’ve become intrigued by the memoir and personal essay forms. I’ve written very little in this genre, but I’m determined to write some essays this year to see what I can make of them. Possibly a memoir or a collection of essays? That’s a longer-term goals, not likely to be finished in 2018

As you can see, my writing goals for the year are ambitious. I think they should be. I’m actually attending a workshop this coming weekend on goal-setting for writers in which I hope to learn either that I’m being unrealistic or I’ve done just the right thing.

But speaking of those goals, I need to get to work.


Resolve to be a good literary citizen in 2018

Need a worthwhile resolution for the New Year? Here’s one: Kick your literary citizenship game up a notch. Some tips:


  1. Support your local library. Oh, sure, a writer would probably rather that you buy her book, but libraries are important community institutions. They encourage literacy, and in the long run that’s a good thing for all of us. Plus, libraries buy books for their shelves. If you find that your library doesn’t have a book you want to read, ask them about it. They may be able to acquire it so other readers will also have access to it.
  2. Buy books. Whether or not the library has the book you want, you may be inspired enough that you want to own it. By all means, buy it! When possible, buy it from an independent bookseller or—even better—directly from the publisher. We all know that Amazon has low prices and fast delivery on just about anything, and some small presses depend on Amazon for distribution, the literary world would be better off if Amazon didn’t put everyone else out of business. If your local store doesn’t have a particular title you want and you aren’t in a hurry, let them order it for you. Or, with small presses, check out their website and buy direct. Have too many books already? Buy and then pass them along to friends or family!
  3. Spread the word. If you like a book, there are lots of ways to share your feelings about it with others. Tell your friends. Tell your book club. (Some authors may be available to visit your book club discussion in person or by Skype.) Someone like James Patterson and other writers who sell a gazillion copies of every book may not care, but it is extremely helpful for emerging writers if readers post reviews on Amazon.com and/or Goodreads (or similar social media sites). These reviews don’t need to be long—a sentence or two is often enough—but the number of ratings can be helpful. Formal reviews are a bigger step and can be harder to publish, but that’s worth pursuing, too, even if you only post your reaction on your own blog.
  4. Attend readings. I have frequently given a reading to which only one or two people showed up. I’ve organized readings by other people that had the same result, despite expending effort to publicize. Even other writers I know who could have come did not, for some reason. It’s disheartening when it happens, but it happens often. Go to readings if you hear about them. You don’t have to buy the book, although that’s nice, too. If an author is just doing a signing instead of a reading, stop by and say hello. It’s not an imposition, believe me.
  5. Write a fan letter. No, really. I’ve occasionally received emails or Facebook messages from readers who tell me how much they enjoyed one of my books. Maybe that does nothing for the aforementioned James Patterson, but it’s still a thrill to me. It’s encouraging, to say the least. We write in isolation. It’s a wonderful feeling to know that the work is being read.

There’s nothing particularly new about these tips for being a good literary citizen, but it doesn’t hurt to be reminded now and then.

2017: My Year in Review

I’m mostly a forward-looking person—possibly this is a function of having a lousy memory—but as 2017 comes to a close I am motivated to look back for a moment at what I’ve accomplished this year. Turns out it was a busier year than I realized.


  1. Book Contract Signed. A book I finished a few years ago found a home. I was thrilled to sign a contract with Braddock Avenue Books for the publication of my novel The Shaman of Turtle Valley. Publication date is still over a year away—March of 2019—but that means the coming year will see exciting developments like final edits, cover design, and marketing plans. Definitely the No. 1 news for this year.
  2. Health and Fitness. On August 2, I woke up, got on the scale, and saw a number that disgusted me. I decided that day that I would finally do something about it. That day, I went to my gym (where I’d been mostly absent for months), hired a personal trainer, and changed my diet radically. Since that day, I’ve made the exercise into a habit, mainstreamed my nutrition choices (no sugar!), and I’ve lost over 60 pounds. Now that I’m at a good weight, my blood pressure (which was at borderline hypertension levels) is back to normal. I feel great. I recently had a physical, complete with blood work, had my eyes checked and got new glasses, and had my regular teeth cleaning too. Keeping the weight off is my new challenge.
  3. Non-profit Boards. I’ve been a super-fan of the American Shakespeare Center for as long as I’ve lived in Staunton, VA. (The Blackfriars Playhouse opened the same year I moved year, 2001.) This year, I was invited to join the Board of Trustees, which I was excited and honored to do in November. (I’m also on the Board of Trustees of the Frontier Culture Museum, and between the two organizations I should be kept pretty busy on the volunteer front.)
  4. Politics. Although I’ve never stood for elective office, I’ve been involved in the local Democratic Party Committee for many years. I’ve finally stepped down as an officer of the committee—after several terms as Vice Chair—but because of my involvement there I was named to the county Electoral Board as one of two Democrats. This was my third year on that Board and it was a busy one because we purchased new voting equipment this year and had to administer two elections: a primary in June and the general election in November. It’s a lot of work, but it’s important and rewarding. I’ve agreed to serve a second three-year term. Now more than ever, ensuring the integrity of our elections needs to be a priority.
  5. Reading. I finished reading 80 books this year. I wrote about my year in reading here. A few clunkers, but I read some really wonderful stuff and exceeded my goal (I aimed pretty low) by 60%. I thought it would be harder this year because I was no longer judging the Library of Virginia Fiction Award (after a three-year stint on the judging panel), but as it turned out that just meant I had more say in what books I read so I did a lot of reading for fun.
  6. Writing. In addition to the book that is now under contract, I’ve got another finished novel for which I’m looking for a publisher. (I had an agent but now I don’t, which is a long story worthy of its own post.) But my new writing efforts this year have gone toward a draft of a new novel, one that is pretty ambitious. It still needs lots of work, but I made good progress this year, including a productive three-week research trip to Southeast Asia. Also, toward the end of the year, I realized had enough stories to form the bulk of a new collection, so I’ve spent some time writing some additional stories to fill that book out. And I had an idea for a series of essays that might be a book and I’ve made some tentative steps toward getting that started. Somehow I’ll have to manage my writing goals for the coming year if I’m going to finish anything.
  7. Editing. My publisher at Press 53 gave the green light this year for a Volume 3 of the Everywhere Stories anthology series. In October we opened submissions and I’ve been reading them over the last few weeks. By the end of March, I should have filled the book and will start getting the manuscript in shape for the publisher. Pub date sometime in the fall.

I think that’s it for the big stuff. I also went to AWP in March, moderated some panels at the Virginia Festival of the Book, was on a panel for a James River Writers event, gave a reading and was on a panel at a Queens University of Charlotte MFA Alumni event, continued to facilitate our local writers’ group open mic series as well as a book club that has become popular, etc.

And now it’s time to turn my attention toward the new year. Bring it, 2018!

2017: My Year in Books

I am surrounded by books. There are bookshelves everywhere in my house–my office, my bedroom, the guestroom, the library (natch!), and the hallway between the library and the guestroom. Not to mention the books that are currently on the floor, displaced by other books and probably on their way out of the house. And also not to mention the 22 boxes of literary magazines I am attempting to get rid of (reluctantly, because many are unread) and the boxes of books in my foyer that will soon be donated. Oh, and the books on the credenza behind me and the ones on my desk. And the ones on the table next to my reading chair. You get the idea.

This is all quite normal, as I am in the business of writing books, so I feel it is part of my job to also read them. And I do my best. In 2017, I have read 80 books. (I keep track on Goodreads and also use their “reading challenge” tool to add some incentive to the reading process, I guess.) Goodreads also creates a handy “My Year in Books” page, so if the picture I’ve posted is a little hard to make out, you can get a closeup of the list here. I know some writers who read far more, but many who read far less. I’ve heard some writers say they don’t read in their genre while writing a book, which has a certain logic to it if one wants to avoid undue influences, but when am I not writing a book?

Anyway, I read some books I truly enjoyed this year. The best in the novel category is probably Purity by Jonathan Franzen. Among story collections–although this is arguably also a novel–is Anything is Possible by Elizabeth Strout. I read two Ann Patchett books this year, The Magician’s Assistant and Commonwealth. I thoroughly enjoyed them both but had complaints about their narrative structures. There were many others I liked a lot: Dodgers by Bill Beverly, Happy Dreams by Jia Pingwa, Fates and Furies by Lauren Groff, As Close to Us as Breathing by Elizabeth PolinerThe Orphan Master’s Son by Adam Johnson, and A Piece of the World by Christina Baker Kline.  Let’s call that my Top Ten Fiction List.

I read a lot of non-fiction, too. My favorite there is The Existentialist Cafe by Sarah Bakewell. Others I liked very much were White Trash by Nancy Isenberg, Ghengis Khan and the Making of the Modern World by Jack Weatherford, The End of the World as we Know it by Robert Goolrick, and Thornton Wilder: A Life by Penelope Niven.

I also read poetry, which you can see scattered around my reading list, but I don’t think I read any that really stood out this year, except maybe Copia by Erika Meitner. I also liked Cadaver, Speak by Marianne Boruch.

So that was my reading year. I’ve already begun reading a few books I’ll finish in early January, and I’m enjoying them so far, getting my 2018 reading year off to a great start.


Get Back to Work!

As noted in my previous post, I returned on Friday from a month-long residency at Virginia Center for the Creative Arts. It was a wonderful month. Not only was it inspiring to be around other artists, it was also fantastic to have the time and space to write. As many people commented during my time there, it is a “magical” place and I always get a lot of work done when I’m there. But every residency must come to an end, and I drove home in the snow on Friday afternoon. And then I took the weekend off to read, unpack, do laundry, see a play at the American Shakespeare Center, organize my office, and clean the house (a work in progress). I didn’t even think about my book.

And this morning I took care of a medical matter (bloodwork related to my recent annual physical), then went to my gym for a great workout and stopped by the bank. All necessary stuff.

But now it’s time to get back to the work. Despite my worries about the book I’m working on–can I do it? doesn’t it suck?–it’s time to get back to it. So I’m sitting in a coffee shop with some other writers and I’m stepping back into the writing. Self-doubt is natural, but it’s also paralyzing, and I’m determined to overcome it!

End of Residency Blues

My residency at Virginia Center for the Creative Arts was scheduled to end today, a full month after it began.  As wonderful as the month had been, though, two days ago I was feeling pretty down. The residency was coming to an end, I wasn’t feeling good about the book I’m working on, and to top it off, snow was in the forecast for the weekend, promising to complicate travel.

Over the course of my weeks at VCCA, I’d met some wonderful artists–writers, visual artists, and composers–and it was going to be very hard to say goodbye. I hate goodbyes! And, although most days I chugged along on my book, I’d gotten to the point in the manuscript where I felt I didn’t know what I was doing. Had I just been wasting my time? Should I be working on a different project? Should I give up writing and go back to practicing law?

On Friday morning, I could feel the mood come over me. The book was awful. I’d soon have to retreat into my solitary life at home. Plus: the snow. At lunch, I don’t think I said a word. There wasn’t much I could or wanted to eat (self-imposed dietary restrictions), and I left the fellows kitchen where we eat feeling very low. For an even-keeled guy, which I usually am, this was disturbing.

Given my mood, I didn’t think I’d get much work done, so instead, I changed into workout gear and headed to the gym. One of the unique things about VCCA is its association with Sweet Briar College, which means fellows can use the gym, the pool, the library, and other facilities. I used the workout to contemplate my options, although when another fellow came into the gym I realized I still had not decided what to do. But on the way back to my studio, I made the decision. I would leave immediately.

By the time I had packed up and loaded the car, the snow had started. I had planned to just leave a note saying goodbye to everyone (coward!), but as I was dropping that off in the residence building I ran into some of the folks I’d spent a lot of time with, so got to say a quick goodbye in person. That was a good thing. On the drive home, I second-guessed my decision. The snow wouldn’t be that bad, I’d miss another day of pleasant conversation at breakfast and dinner, I’d get control of the writing during the time that was left to me (basically just Saturday, at that point).

Friday night at home was miserable. Of course, if I’d still been at the residency, I’d have been alone in my studio, probably, so my isolation wasn’t any different than if I hadn’t left. I just felt more alone. On Saturday, I began the chore of unpacking and also catching up on bookkeeping, bills, opening mail, etc. It was a gray, snowy day–we ended up with only about an inch here–and my mood was sour still. Late in the afternoon, when the snow had stopped, I headed to my own gym and got some exercise. That made me feel somewhat better. In the evening, I did some reading. But I felt very drowsy, so I went to bed absurdly early.

This morning, I feel great. Maybe I was just tired after a month of hard work and daily social interactions. Or maybe it’s because the sun is shining. If I were still at the residency, I’d be having breakfast with my comrades or beginning the task of packing up, anxious to be on the road. The roads are probably just fine, so my worries about travel were likely for nothing, but as I’ve noted, that was only part of my decision to leave. Today I am engaged in housecleaning. Later, I’ll go into town, or read, or do some non-writing work that I am committed to.

My outlook today is much, much better. I even think the book I’m working on might be worth the effort, so I’ll get back to that on Monday. And I’m looking forward to my next visit to VCCA or another residency elsewhere.


Free Contest! (plus other contests)

Free contest? Isn’t that an oxymoron? Not when we’re talking about Press 53/Prime Number Magazine’s 53-word story contest. It happens monthly based on a prompt. It’s free to enter. Check it out here: 53-word Story contest.

Then there’s the Flash Fiction contest, which isn’t quite free. ($7 to enter, $251 prize.) That one is also monthly. Check out the rules here: Flash Fiction Contest.

Press 53 also has a big contest, the Press 53 Award for Short Fiction, which awards a prize of $1500 (advance on royalties) for a short story collection. This one is annual, deadline December 31: Press 53 Award for Short Fiction.

Books for Gifts

Books make great gifts. They’re easy to buy, a snap to wrap and ship, and there are millions to choose from. But I’ve got some suggestions for you, all from Press 53, the great small press that has published both of my story collections, What the Zhang Boys Know, and In an Uncharted Country, as well as my short fiction anthologies Everywhere Stories, Volumes I and II.

First, some new titles. I Will Shout Your Name by John Matthew Fox looks to be an excellent story collection. We included one of John’s stories in Volume II of Everywhere Stories and I know he’s a terrific writer.  This one will ship in early December.

Then there is Missing Persons by Stephanie Carpenter. I love this cover, but the stories inside are even better. Stephanie won Press 53’s annual contest for a short story collection, but I already knew her work because we published a terrific story of hers in Prime Number Magazine while I was editor-in-chief.

Then there is David Jauss’s new story collection, Nice People. I have been a fan of Jauss’s work for a very long time, so I was thrilled when Press 53 brought out another volume of his stories, Glossolalia. That was such an excellent book that I am confident that the new collection will also be great.

Another new book I’m looking forward to is Kelly Cherry’s Temporium. This looks interesting because it’s a hybrid of stories and prose poems and mini-essays, and if you’ve read Cherry’s work before (like the fantastic story collection Twelve Women in a Country Called America) you’ll know that she writes beautifully.  I’m sure this is a good one.

Those are just the latest releases from the press. Browse through the bookstore for older titles like some of these favorites: Bones of an Inland Sea by Mary Akers, Accidental Birds of the Carolinas by Marjorie Hudson, or Baby’s on Fire by Liz Prato.

And don’t forget Press 53 is also a publisher of great poetry collections!