The $400m flying bribe has shelves of fake books, some titled “Library”.

That vote was too close. Also, support trans kids, because the courts (in a separate vote) just made their lives even harder.

This country was one person's vote away this morning from putting any birthright citizen in danger of being deported tomorrow. We are so much closer to the abyss than we think. Man oh man.

Received a lovely story acceptance today. I'd been in a dry spell with submitting since late last year, so it feels nice to be back on the horse.

Once again, my cat did not give me anything for Father's Day. Lousy freeloader.

This coffee shop has played the same, slowed down version of "I Want You Back" three times in under an hour. It's a new type of hell.

Windows open. Cool breeze coming in. Listening to some little kid singing her heart out somewhere in the neighborhood.

Bond villain becomes world's first trillionaire.

Chatted with my friend, Melanie Pappadis Faranello, about her debut story collection, Everybody Needs Something, for Cleaver Magazine. www.cleavermagazine.com/a-conversati...

Chatted with my friend, Melanie Pappadis Faranello, about her debut story collection, Everybody Needs Something, for Cleaver Magazine. www.cleavermagazine.com/a-conversati...

This guy would have failed my first-year writing course. This is freshman-level stuff. "... he defended his methods by arguing that he included a hyperlink to the pieces that inspired his own, or named the author whose words he replicated in his own writing." www.npr.org/2026/05/17/n...

Grades submitted. Emails sent. Summer is here and I'm ready for a nap.

this graduation speech moment is notable, and her amazed shock at having failed to read the room feels instructive. when you're inside the bubble, you think everybody else is. but everybody isn't.

If you're under 25, it seems as if anyone can be referred to as "bro."

ICYMI, my LGBTQ travel book came out yesterday! The Rumpus called (Out) On the Road "thoughtful and meticulously researched" ☺️ It's an unapologetically queer guide to traveling the world as your full self, with a blend of personal stories and practical tips. 🌈

Currently annoying my spouse by singing my newest hit single, "Mozzarella Fella," which uses the tune from "Chattanooga Choo Choo" (if you're wondering how life is at this moment).

Open.

Stanchion Magazine ain't gonna be around forever. The 24-hour submission window tomorrow is a chance to be a part of this thing I make, to be paid a bit, printed beautifully, and championed to the best of my ability for the duration of my time in the indie lit community. 1/2

Tonight!

This is now two days away!

Next Friday, I'll be reading some stories at a brand new reading series in Hartford. If you're in the area, come and listen. Dead Language also has some great beers on tap.

The April quarterly edition of ON THE SEAWALL awaits your arrival. www.ronslste.com

Yesterday, I watched as a BMW with a vanity plate that read WALL STREET cut into a breakdown lane and sped past a long line of idling cars on the highway, and for a moment I thought I was trapped in the world's most obvious metaphor.

Oh, this world.

Saw two geese using a crosswalk this morning. Soon, they'll be riding bicycles.

Someone sent me this.

Really looking forward to seeing how LLMs are going to turn some of today's April Fools' Day jokes into genuine facts.

Using AI to write your stories and books is pathetic. Just do it the old-fashioned way and learn to doubt every word, fret over every edit, and eventually start to hate yourself for ever thinking you could be a writer to begin with.

Any shares of the link are greatly appreciated 💜

Today! 👏 Is! 👏 The! 👏 Day! Send us your P~F~CNF~FF~FCNF by midnight TONIGHT (3/13)! Surprise us! south85journal.com/submissions/

Thankfully, the post-AWP cold isn't too bad this year.

Up to teach at 8:30 is a heck of a way to reenter life after 4 days of AWP. (Living the [very, very tired] dream.)

Survived AWP. Only got stuck in one elevator.

Last night's @stanchion.bsky.social reading was so fun. Now it's time to actually start this AWP. If you see my awkward self, say hi!

Reading at this @stanchion.bsky.social event tonight. Come and hear my tale about a movie slasher struggling with his own mortality! #awp26

Reading at this @stanchion.bsky.social event tonight. Come and hear my tale about a movie slasher struggling with his own mortality! #awp26

I'm still doing a GoFundMe to help my parents rebuild after a devastating house fire. The costs of doing so, with an uninsured house, are extremely high. My parents are elderly and low-income and my disabled brother lives with them. I deeply appreciate shares of this link! gofund.me/ac93c03d5

Got up early, showered, dressed and headed to campus with lots of extra time because of the falling snow. Forgot to bring a change of shoes. Been wearing snow boots for about 8 hours. My feet are so warm.

Jane has finished prepping for tomorrow's storm.

Made this silly Valentine's Day post for the writing center that I run:

💌 💌 💌 Watch CHUNGKING EXPRESS (1994)

I have a piece with ghostlighting and the horse we rode in on in it in @gooseberrypielit.bsky.social. Thanks so much @jhhwriter.bsky.social for including this one in Issue 40. gooseberry-pie.com/on-a-ghostli...

Happy friday the 13th. Avoid summer camps today.

This morning, I thought to myself, "You know, I'm pretty good at running in icy conditions," only to then trip on the sidewalk seam (no ice at all!) and spill across someone's driveway.

My favorite Super Bowl: this poem from Mary Ruefle 💙

The Washington Eliminated Post(s)

We've hit the first goal milestone and I just want to deeply thank everyone who has donated or shared! I am hoping to keep this going to truly help my parents rebuild, but this is so incredibly kind!

On January 24th, my parents home burned down. They and my disabled brother escaped with only minor burns but they lost everything they've ever had. I'm running a GoFundMe to help them recover and rebuild. I would be deeply grateful for any donations but also for any shares!

Cried a little in front of my creative writing students today, so that was fun.

Our garden Gromit is hard to spot after the storm: