It’s always weird talking about boring, everyday things after something of moment has occurred on the global stage. (Actually, let’s face it: it’s always weird talking about boring, everyday things about yourself on the Internet, of all places, all the time. So, now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, back to talking about myself.
I submitted a story called “Little Bastard” to Gertrude Press’s Fiction Chapbook contest and, okay, I didn’t win. But! I was a finalist, and my name should eventually pop up on their contest page over here. So, glass half full!