In a perfect world I would sit around all day writing stories. This is, in fact, not all that far from what I imperfectly do. A few (of my own; I don’t have access to files from Eudora Welty or Lorrie Moore or Alice Munro) that I like are here. These two stories are part of a themed collection I sincerely hope to live long enough to publish. Having set them aside for more than a decade of writing about and working for end-of-life choice and reproductive justice – two causes still very near and dear to my heart – I’m hard at work now on polishing and sending out the unpublished stories
This story won a national fiction prize from Literal Latte in 1997.
A finalist in the Cape Fear Crime Festival mystery contest, this story appears in a chapbook produced by CFCF.