This was my favorite story to arise from a prompt ("Humor", "A Dog Trainer", and "A Kiss") in no small part because I never write humor and this encouraged me to push outside of my comfort zone.
Fun note on the calligraphy above: the two spirals that look kinda like on each end of the first word aren't actually Korean -- they're designed to mimic the "sheephead" towel style often seen in Korean spas.
(Calligraphy by SaEun Park)
In 2007, I was one of over 80 law students spending a summer at a large law firm. It was the height of the boom and we were introduced to a degree of decadence that seemed both absurd and unsustainable. I wrote this on the last night of the summer.
A year later the Great Recession hit, and over half the firm's new attorneys were laid off in one day, including most of those I had spent that summer with.
This one is near and dear to my heart and I'm excited for it to be my first piece in a lit-mag.
Way back in 2006, Blackout Writers Group decided to have a special Halloween meeting, where we all committed to dashing off new scary stories.
For some reason, my thoughts immediately went to an old school cider mill in upstate New York where my father would take my brother and I where you could see all the apples being crushed.
(edited by Blackout Writers Group and Eleanor Katari).