Interview: Esther Mathison
OnWhen I started Esther Mathison’s book The Device I could not put it down. I eagerly read her second book and was honored when she asked me to edit her third book The 3.14 Device. Her steampunk time travel books are a…
All Things To All People
When I started Esther Mathison’s book The Device I could not put it down. I eagerly read her second book and was honored when she asked me to edit her third book The 3.14 Device. Her steampunk time travel books are a…
Edward Ka-Spel’s brilliance with The Legendary Pink Dots is to introduce us to isolated characters and then immerse us in their world-view through expansive and mysterious soundscapes. He begins with the most restricted, infinitesimal point of consciousness and then slowly expands it…
“Which of my many poor decisions brought me here?” she thought to herself. Was it owning a body that exceeded its warranty? She’d had a good run. Thirty years is a long time to keep yourself alive if you really have no…
Day Trip A day with her mother in Brenham, nestled in the rolling central hills. Spring, bluebonnets scattered thickly in all the fields and along the side of the state highways. Never felt more Texan than when her heart swelled at the…
He knew she would always be there, knowing he would always be there, waiting. They had never met. He knew she was a world away from him. She came to him in his dreams, her voice lingering but quickly fading in those…
Barefoot The wide-bladed, dully green St. Augustine grass was smooth and comparatively cool against the soles of her feet, a welcome respite from the sun-baked asphalt. She was wandering the neighborhood today, with no particular destination in mind, and had just crossed…
Rita carefully folded her periwinkle sundress and placed it in the bottom drawer of her walnut dresser. She picked up the empty basket and returned it to the laundry room. She used to enjoy the ritual of exchanging her summer clothes for…
This Saturday, June 27th, 2015, was the memorial for Dale Comer. This is the text of the speech I gave. At the memorial, the Dale Comer Scholarship was announced, providing at least $500 a year for Broadcast Engineering students at Bates Technical…
To No Big Surprise It was a lousy gig, but at this point any gig was worth taking. I had all the usual bullshit dreams of coming to New York and making it as an actor but here I was dressed up…
His eyes slowly fluttered open and he stared at the ceiling. Here it was, his thirteenth birthday. He hadn’t expected thirteen to feel that different from twelve, but something did feel off and unfamiliar somehow. Arthur stretched his bony arms backwards over…