Spring Publications

While the vines outside my window bud and grow, new stories are imagined and written.

Necessary Fiction is the first lit mag to publish one of mine this spring.
In “Office Women: Three Portraits and Thirteen Questions” I introduce three very different women who have found interesting ways to escape the bleak lives in which they feel imprisoned.

Other stories are forthcoming soon in Bat City Review (Runner Up in contest), The Doctor T. J. Eckleburg Review and Cheap Pop

Winter Publications

Writing a novel is a longterm project. At least, it is for me. I may write a 1,000 words a day, but I’ve never written a novel in three months. I write and read back and rewrite and pause and question and restructure. At the moment, I’m about three quarters of the way with a first draft of my new novel. And to give myself some air, some amusement, some exercise, I write short prose pieces that I send out into the world. This winter, these amazing journals captured some of these pieces on their pages.

TriQuarterly: The Men on the Fence

The Offing: “Papers

New World WritingFour Micro Fictions (“Specialties” + “Meteorological Rest” + “How to Kill a Rose” + “Sunflowers”)

Vestal Review: “Swan Lake” (Readers’ Favorite in the Valentine issue)

Mikrokosmos:“The Alps in Fall Time

Pithead Chapel: “Liabilities

Connotation Press: Three Stories (“Speaking of Ovid” + “The Anxious One” + “The Killer”) (will go live on March 15)

The fiction editor of Connotation Press, Jonathan Cardew, also did an interview with me for this issue.

The Men on the Fence

So proud my writing is featured in TriQuarterly.
The story about empathy and territorial borders is, unfortunately, very relevant today.

From Issue 151 – Winter/Spring 2017, preview of “The Men on the Fence.”

The boy watches them from the outdoor pool, the men on the fence, perched like birds on a wire. They are present every day, from the moment the boy opens his shutters in the morning until his parents send him to bed at night. The chain-link fence is the resort’s southern border, and men are sitting on it everywhere, in clusters of five or more. They balance with both legs on one side or sit as if on a saddle, feet dangling. Although the men are far away, the boy believes he is being watched. A paddling white mouse in a blue box of water. Perhaps they dream of his movements, the freedom of his limbs, how it feels to be submerged, clean and cool.

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How is this for a coincidence?

I take a pocket book with me to the US to read while on the road. It’s an old anthology from TriQuarterly—short stories are great for traveling. In the metro I devour Richard Brautigan. I’m in love with his style. At the airport I reluctantly pause reading John Gardner to check my email right before turning off my phone. In comes an acceptance letter from the editors of TriQuarterly: they want to publish one of my stories!

“Men on the Fence” goes live on January 24, 2017.

Fall Publications


Thanks to the kind and generous editors of some great magazines, I have several new pieces out since this summer.

In Okey-Panky (Electric Literature)  “Walls” appeared.

In Jellyfish ReviewBrunch” was born.

On Prairie Schooner, my essay “Playing the Sports Fan” got a chance.

My flash “Message from the Forest” flew off in Litro in September.

In Pinball I sketched The Path to the Future.”

And on JMWW, I praised the work of others in a review of “Condensed to Flash.”

It’s back to writing now, I guess. I’m working on a near future novel that is very corporeal, a children’s book set on a remote Dutch island, an essay on my father, a surrealist short story about dancing, and many flash fictions in which my wild voices get a chance to be heard. I love words. Did I ever mention before I love words?

Photo above: Richard Serra at the Guggenheim, illustration by “Walls.”

Animal Puzzle

DenverQuarterly2016My short story “Animal Puzzle” was published in Volume 50, Number 4, Year: 2016 of Denver Quarterly.


Preview of “Animal Puzzle”

It all began on Scheveningen beach with the sea rolling toward them in long waves, leaving foam behind and broken shells and plastic scraps and what all not. You’ll see. The sun was out and the wind was in everything, blowing an air of cockles and fake coconut. Nothing reeked of death.

The family of four had arrived in the early morning to beat the coastward traffic and now, in the late afternoon, they were exhausted. Doing nothing is no joke. Mother mostly read with eyes closed, an open book in her hands. Father did something similar, reading the same page of his magazine over and over, his eyes swerving to the legs that passed in front of him. It was dizzying, so many legs there were. Closer to the water, Son and Daughter were in cahoots together building an abstract sand sculpture. Or perhaps they were trying to build a rhinoceros. (The family is a member of Amsterdam’s Artis Zoo, some fifty kilometers North.)

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The Empty Space in Front of Your Hand

GMR-LogoGreen Mountains Review published my essay “The Empty Space in Front of Your Hand.” It’s a personal essay on inexplicable coincidences & the intersection of life and art. It also tells the story of how my husband and I met.

Preview of “The Empty Space in Front of Your Hand”

Michel was an old and charming man as only an old and charming painter in a Parisian atelier can be.  He was our neighbor. Whenever we ran into each other in the courtyard and spoke, I let him touch my hands and in the summer even my bare shoulders. This was a huge thing for me, although I didn’t know at the time whether it meant a compromise or a victory. Michel was also my second novel.

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Flash Addiction

smokelong_logo_h-300x110The kind and fabulous people over at SmokeLong Quarterly are publishing a series of essays and asked me to contribute. In “Why Flash Fiction?” writers and editors explore what draws them to the form.

Preview of “Flash Addiction”

Once I wrote my first flash I was hooked. So much so that I often need to remind myself I have a novel to finish. It all began when I brought home The Collected Stories of Lydia Davis from the American Library in Paris.

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Folio_Cover_CropMy short story “Surfacing” was included in Volume 31 (2016 – The Surreal and Fantastical issue) of Folio, the lit mag published by The American University in Washington, D.C.

I’m honored and happy: the issue is a great read.

Preview of “Surfacing”

—Do you have any idea how much anger there is in you?

Nine weeks into my escape, I got noticed. My plan was to remain invisible for at least a year. But what was one to do? I couldn’t hide under a rock all my life. So there I was, sitting on top of one, facing the Phare de Gatteville, a historic lighthouse I would later refer to as a firetower (the literal translation from the Dutch word vuurtoren).

I’m from Holland, by the way, and most of this happened in France.

The air above the English Channel was lavishly blue except for a few petty clouds on the horizon. I was cobbling sentences together for a revenge letter I would never mail. Even then I knew my words wouldn’t make it out of my notebook. The point was to get them out of my head. From time to time, I glanced up from my lap at the underexciting view. The granite firetower soared up dispassionately, a seal-gray phallus incapable of seduction.

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