“Remember what I did, remember what I was, back on Halloween?“ – The Dead Kennedys
You were so punkrock I was shitting myself for a piece of you. Liberty spikes, kilt over thrashed jeans, and enough steel chain swinging from your studded belt to haul commercial timber up a goddamn cliff…
My teensy tiny 200-word story “Halloween, an Unlove Story” is is up over at 200 CCs. Go check it out, spooksters. Trick and treat.
Just got a note from gorgeous Mslexia that they intend to include in their December issue a one-sentence snip from a current work in progress, a little something I’m calling Notes from the Castle. If I had to title this as a stand-alone piece, I suppose it would be called “My Neighbour the Priest.”
Unlike many of my writings, this actually happened in Real Life. Look for it in December in the Life Sentence section of Mslexia.
Delighted to discover my chapbook of short works, We Beautiful Terrible Beasts, has been selected as a finalist for Map Literary’s Rachel Wetzsteon Chapbook Award. Expressing my heartfelt appreciation for this gorgeous magazine, this beautiful tribute, and this big honor.
Cover has been revealed for Those Who Make Us, an anthology of Canadian creature, myth, & monster stories including my future Canadiana sasquatch tale “The Hairy Man.”
The Hairy Man showed me his pénis today at the castle and though my maman would not have approved I looked with Great Interest and when he pushed his matted brownish hair back over his man-thing and covered it up again he waited and I knew it was hoped I would return the Favour. I did not…
I pretty much adore this story. Love it for its Edwardian ladies’ digest overtones and its bildungsroman fragile rawness. Happy to say it’s been chosen also to appear in the Exile Literary Quarterly.
Pre-order the anthology here.
Zandra Renwick 