Tuesday, November 21, 2017

That Human Magic


Shooting for Zen and settling for a peaceful two minutes.
Where do I start? With the heart surgery I guess.

I had a rare minimally invasive bypass surgery this past Friday. It was the first done at the hospital where I had the operation. The local news ran a story about it. The surgery team was on electronic billboard ads outside the hospital the next day. My feet were there, under a green prep sheet, sticking out from the lineup of proud medical professionals posing for the picture.

Basically it was a whole thing.

And it saved my life.

All during this past week (while I've been hurting and healing) the gang at Great Jones Street have been sharing my stories for a Sheldon Lee Compton Week rollout. Wow it left me speechless that Kelly and those folks would do that for me. Below are the links to the stories if you want to have a look:


TEXTBOOK

MORE SIDEWAYS THAN UP

INTRUDER

THE SAME TERRIBLE STORM

DRUGS, ROCK AND ROLL, AND SEX OR THREE THINGS THAT GO TOGETHER LIKE SEX, DRUGS, AND ROCK AND ROLL

SOMEBODY TAKE CARE OF LITTLE WALTER


On a related note, I've had so many from the indie lit community reach out and offer good vibes and prayers and positive words. To each of you I say a grateful thanks. If you only knew what I endured post-opt you'd know that every single bit of that human magic was needed. Put simply, I'm literally lucky to be here. And lucky to have people who continue to hope that I am.

Look for some upcoming posts detailing those post-op hours. They were the hardest of my life so far.


Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Great Jones Street Left Me Speechless & JMWW Made My Day


It has been a really good writing week for me so far. It couldn't come at a better time as I'm about to go into surgery. My spirits couldn't be any higher.

To begin with, Great Jones Street featured a story of mine yesterday and then also informed me this morning that they've launched a "Sheldon Lee Compton Week" there. I'm nearly speechless. It kind of blows my mind.

Before this, a couple days back, I received an acceptance from the top of the line lit journal JMWW for a story called "A Sensational Tale of Symbolic Patricide". When this story hit their website I started getting a lot of responses from people saying how much they liked it. In some cases, going so far as to say they loved it. That kind of thing can put wind in a writer's sails for months and months. Years even. For this I have the following editors to thank at JMWW - Jen Michalski, Linda Simoni-Wastila, Kristin Bonilla, Kristin Bonilla, Becca Borawski Jenkins, and Jolene McIlwain, who all hit the thumbs up button on this story and made my day. Not to mention the artwork they chose is absolutely bullseye.

Back over at Great Jones Street I have three people to thank (to my knowledge, as I know there are probably several more I don't know of. These GJS folks are amazing - Kelly Abbott, Eric Ancker, and Ken Truesdale.

And to everyone who has sent me words of support and encouragement over the past week, thank you. I'm so fortunate to have too many of you to list here without forgetting someone. Just know that you've helped keep me positive by simply a word or two. That's the true power of language sometimes.


Saturday, November 11, 2017

Thanks for the Love & Support


I'm so grateful to my family, my Great Love, my beautiful children, my Great Friend, and the many fantastic friends I have in the indie lit community for all the kind words and deeds over the past several days. That kind of love is magical. Thank you all so much.

Friday, November 3, 2017

New Art: Tattoos #8 and #9



Had a couple firsts today as far as my tattoos are concerned. I got my eighth and ninth pieces done this afternoon, the first time I've sat for two in one day, and, another first, they were both color pieces. I'm pumped. Here's a couple early photos of them, all shiny with A&D and a little swollen. The guitar is for my dad. It was important in his life. So much so that he has one on his tombstone. Guy could play. Starting teaching me at age five whether I wanted it or not. The sparrow is for my grandmother Wanda. I have no real reason for this but have always thought of her when I see a sparrow or hear about a sparrow. The word itself has always brought her to mind. So there she is, always visible to me.My plan now is to go back and have color added to all my other tattoos. I didn't think I would be, but I'm a fan of color at this point. So these are the new ones.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

FROM THE ARCHIVE: K @ Dogzplot


Dogzplot is one of my favorite (easily in my top five) online literary journals. Likewise, Barry Graham, the journal's founding editor, is one of my favorite writer people. Just a great guy all around. I've been really pleased to have two stories published there over the past near decade. One of them I'll share here today. It's called "K" and was based on a really good friend of mine, which is to say that a whole whole lot of it is just plain true. Hope you enjoy, and give Dogzplot and its current editor Jesse Eagle some love while you're there.

READ THE STORY "K"


Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Three New Poems @ Anti-Heroin Chic


I have three poems appearing today at Anti-Heroin Chic. Many kind thanks to editor James Diaz for again giving my work a home there. It's one of the best around, folks.

READ 

"Buddha Rat"

"Nokemon"

"Filicide Muse"


That Human Magic

Shooting for Zen and settling for a peaceful two minutes. Where do I start? With the heart surgery I guess. I had a rare minimally in...