I’ve just posted four pieces of old short-short fiction.

“Tandem”,   the last published, made it into The North American Review.  

I’m too tired here to go hunting up the year, but I do recall being paid $20 for the piece and adding to the cashed check $4 for a bottle of Chivas.

It’s a great thing to have published in Iowa’s literary gem, but there’s more to that game than merely garnering the approval of the discerning and knowledgeable.

The experience, which took place after obtaining my M.A. in English Language and Literature from the University of Maryland, effectively ended my ambition in creative writing, at least to this now resurgent point.