The Crazyhorse Literary Journal is offering a $2,000 (!!) prize for a short story or poem. The catch — you have to pay for a 1 year/2 issue subscription ($16). It sounds like a pretty good deal if you are reading and submitting to literary journals anyway. You can also enter multiple times, and each additional fee gets you an additional year’s subscription. Sweet.
Deadline is January 15, 2010.
The latest edition of the literary journal, Word Riot, is out, and it includes a short-story/flash-fiction piece called CEO by Billy Middleton. I thought this was cleverly written…
“I adopted a corporate CEO from the local shelter. He was let out on the street after his company folded, was picked up rooting through dumpsters, running through busy intersections. The volunteer at the shelter told me he was unfriendly…”
To read the rest of the story or hear the story read to you by the author, go here.
Okay, I wasn’t even sure I liked this online magazine upon first perusal, but now it is quickly becoming one of my favorites. It’s quirky, strange, a little silly, and perhaps an acquired taste, but one I’ve now grown to love.
Don’t miss the poem by Marilyn Letts called No Third Date at Feathertale.com. The last line/last reason for not having a third date was the best and had me chuckling.
Thank you to Justin Hyde for sending me an email and turning me on to the online poetry journal, The Orange Room Review. (Yes, I am getting some emails, but I’m not sure if I’m getting all emails, so if you’ve sent me one and think I’m ignoring you, I probably didn’t receive it. Or possibly I actually am ignoring you and using this as an excuse. 😉 ) Anyhoo…
Justin has another exceptional poem (I don’t think he writes any other kind) published in the current edition called she told me her mother slept with a revolver. This is one of those poems where an excerpt wouldn’t do it justice — you have to read it as a whole to get the full impact, so go click on the link above.
Interestingly and coincidentally, the current issue also features a poem by Zachary Bush who was just featured in a recent post here at A Bunch of Wordz. The poem is called My First Week at the Boys Boarding School.
Also, check out Before Dawn by Elliot Richard Dorfman. I like the rhythmic flow he achieved in this short poem and the way he put his words together to convey a certain kind of feeling to go along with what he had to say. Here are a few lines:
“In the dark, the mellow chimes
of my clock strike the hours.
I feel serene and transfixed in a world that
seems to be mine, alone.”
I know I have a few regular readers who are writers themselves, so I thought it worth mentioning that the turnaround for submissions at this magazine is unusually fast at between 1 and 14 days — good news if you’re looking for a quick response to your poetry submittal.
This is from a poem is called Hard Labor by Rebecca Lu Kiernan and appears in a 2005 edition of the literary journal, Off Course:
“I would crawl over uncharted shipwrecks,
Frozen tundra, rip tides,
To touch you in the dance
Of bent cobalt willows
Tremulous in the grey December rain.
I would walk the fractures
Of thinly frozen lakes
To taste you
In the cotton candy pink light
Of the year’s final sunset.”
Go here to read the rest of this poem or see other poems written by the same author.
Here is an exerpt from the current edition — a poem called Fashion Secretaries by Chris Crittenden:
“smiles that tilt like teapots
steeping words in fluff,
red and apple-sexed,
limber when pursed.”
Go here to read the rest of Crittenden’s poem and other poetry by this author.