I also have a story up at Split Lip Magazine as part of their November issue.
This story is a favorite of mine, because I made it a point to write something told in vignettes, and it happened to work out. For whatever reason, I couldn’t get over this idea of shearing a sheep. What did it feel like? What was the purpose? How did the sheep feel about it? I was especially interested in the idea of shearing a sheep in the middle of suburbia, of what that would mean if a regular dude were to shear a sheep in his driveway while drinking a beer.
Anyway, I really like this one, and hopefully you will too. Catch it here.