Swimming From Friday Through a Sea of Obsession To Tuesday Night

Obsession struck these past few days. I have been delving into Indiana history. I have not been doing much else than writing and researching; it left me a bit tired. I did the group thing on Friday, a little grocery shopping; Saturday, I hit the convenience store; Sunday was church; Monday, a visit to Walmart; and this morning was church, again.

I did work on a new section for the project after church, and I napped for around 4 hours. I tired some fried sardines in spaghetti sauce. Not bad, but I wish I had some peppers to balance the fish a little better.

Now, I am finishing up this post. 

I sent “After Making Landfall” to Ploughshares and to Ex-Puritan, and “Plain Tales from the Flatlands” (what I had been shopping around as “Scenes from a Small Indiana Factory Town”) went to Black Lawrence Press. “The Unintended Consequences of Art” was sent to NewMyths.

I read “A Sandwich for Lunch” by Penny Pepper (Litro) and was impressed by what Ms. Pepper did with a short story. She made me envious.

Marrow Magazine rejected “Saved by Rock and Roll” on 5/29.

Thank you so much for trusting us with your submission, Coming Home.

While your piece isn’t quite right for Marrow at this time, we wish you the best of luck in placing it elsewhere, and we hope you’ll keep writing.

Best,
The Editors

Same story was rejected on 6/1:

Thank you for submitting to Flash Frog and allowing us to read your work. Unfortunately, “Saved by Rock and Roll” is not a right fit for us. We wish you the best of luck in finding a good home for it and sincerely appreciate your interest and support.

 

With gratitude,

Flash Frog

www.flash-frog.com

Some videos from the past few days I want to pass along.

A Hoosier you've probably never heard of: John Hay. A very important man.

 Indiana is not all corn:

 A lecture on The Maltese Falcon:

 And one about Steinbeck's Cannery Row. I agree with one fellow that Tortilla Flats is better. That Steinbeck does not get respect may be because of books like this, but then why is Hemingway not excorciated about To Have and To Have Not?

 I am never sure who I enjoy reading more, Mario Vargas Llosa or Gabriel Garcia Marquez. My solution has been to keep rading both.

 

 Atwood on history:

The Prophet coems to Indiana:

 

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