My story “Sinking Moments” appears in the nineteenth issue of Flock, out now, and the first story of mine to be published in print. This is a magazine that was born in a UNF classroom, and fifteen years later, under new leadership, it is really taking off.
What I really like about this story is that it’s the first one I wrote post-grad school. This means I didn’t have a professor or mentor to share it with. There was no round of workshop in which a handful of my peers tore the first draft apart, questioned the language. Truthfully, I didn’t even receive a rejection for this one. It was one of the rare moments in which a few revisions on my own led to an immediate acceptance in a journal.
This story came about in February, when Venus was bright in the sky, and I was obsessed with the way massive indifference of outer space. I had this sentence about using a Frisbee as a pillow, and the rest of the story unfolded one sentence at a time. Savannah is a name borrowed from my favorite student, maybe loosely based on her, though certainly a woman all on her own.
I’m happy to have a story like this out in the world, one in which I explore abstract human WANT. You can order the issue here and give the rest of the content a read as well.