May 2021 Series Curator: Jonathan Cardew May Selector: Andrew Bertaina What’s rare, what’s bright, what’s new? This is what we ask a new writer every month in search of the best hybrid, poetry, and flash writing from the previous month. In this edition, we catch up...
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MY FAVE FIVE- APRIL 2021
April 2021 Series Curator: Jonathan Cardew April Selector: Minyoung Lee What’s rare, what’s bright, what’s new? This is what we ask a new writer every month in search of the best hybrid, poetry, and flash writing from the previous month. In this edition, we catch up...
BENDING GENRES PRESENTS!!! Meg Tuite interviews Garielle Lutz about writing, life and so much more! So honored to have these two amazing writers in conversation…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fTIyc9wIjL0 And you can order Gari's new book, WORSTED, from SF/LD here: https://www.hobartpulp.com/books/worsted
My Fave Five- March 2021
March 2021 Series Curator: Jonathan Cardew March Selector: Hannah Grieco What’s rare, what’s bright, what’s new? This is what we ask a new writer every month in search of the best hybrid, poetry, and flash writing from the previous month. In this edition, we catch up...
Bending Genres Reading for SMOLfair- March 5, 2021 at 9:00 p.m. E.S.T. This Friday, we have a great line-up for our Bending Genres Reading for the SMOLfair book fair event happening March 3- 7. Fiction Editor, Meg Tuite and EIC Robert Vaughan will be hosting a...
What Are The Chances? by Robert Scotellaro (review by Paul Beckman)
In Robert Scotellaro’s latest collection of gems, “What Are the Chances” he tells us the chances that way only he could write of lovers, friends, family, and more in a way that leaves you shaking your head in wonderment with these fast-paced stories filled...
Time. Wow. by Neil Clark (review by Jonathan Cardew)
Full disclosure: I am a complete and utter sci-fi nerd. Give me Star Trek. Give me LeGuin. Give me 2001: A Space Odyssey. Give me anything that is not of this planet/ space-time continuum-related/full of stars. So when I first came across Neil Clark’s small,...
Demolition in the Tropics by Rogan Kelly (review by Alina Stefanescu)
Rogan Kelly. Demolition in the Tropics. Lewisburg, PA: Seven Kitchens Press, 2019. 28 pages. $9.00. Some readers expect to be punched in the gut repeatedly. Demolition in the Tropics is not for them. Rogan Kelly's poetic line is wistful, impressionistic, similar to...
Death, Desire and Other Destinations by Tara Isabel Zambrano (review by Dan Crawley)
Tara Isabel Zambrano’s full-length flash collection, Death, Desire, and Other Destinations (Okay Donkey Press, 2020), illuminates, enchants. I’m awestruck with Zambrano’s effortless talent, her swings from stark realism to inventive magic realism. She is...
Ghosts of You by Cathy Ulrich (reviewed by Audra Kerr Brown)
Audra Kerr Brown lives betwixt the corn and soybean fields of southeast Iowa with her husband and two children.
Bending Genres Q & A with author Karen Stefano (What A Body Remembers) and Emily Bertholf
Q & A : Interview with Karen Stefano, author of What A Body Remembers. Emily Bertholf: Your latest book is a memoir about the life-altering night in 1984 when you were violently attacked on your way home from work and your long struggle of dealing with...
Survival Shelter with No Tools
When asked where are you from which is often I say where I awoke. When they dig deeper I flip the table sprinkle the retort with dessert sugar can usually name a street a town a park a lake a problem close to where the asker is from I’m good at guessing origins by...
August Test Post 🙂
Here is where August Writing goes! Happy Writing!
The Enticement of Repentance
They place Aunt Sis’s stretcher on the front row in the same alignment as the chairs…she can only see her son’s casket if she turns her head toward the front of the room. Fortunately the stroke had left some movement in her neck, but her limbs remain motionless. She...
Home Should Have No Walls
Early in their marriage they lived like nomads, moving from one family house to another, no carpets, curtains, or candelabra to call her own. This suits him, she thought. Many rooms to conceal his secrets. And she? She, like a tree, needed roots: to nourish and anchor...
End of a Relationship
This isn't a romantic relationship. It's about someone important who recently exited my life. Instead of writing explicitly about them, I wrote about some ominous snake dreams I had when I first met them and others I had before they exited my life. I don't think this...
Genius Windows
Geniuses, they were called. Because they had solved the problem of what to do with the windows the neighbors wouldn’t open. The neighbors’ children were always looking through the windows, signaling, but the neighbors were always saying they didn’t have any children....
An Anarchy of Anguish
its own living thing vast and disparate as the kingdom of birds and you only left behind your dog-eared Audubon's I identify the loss by the flutey voice of those small-bodied flutterers that weigh nothing for their hollow bones My dreams grackle me awake with the...
Every Pill A Sonnet
I accidentally posted without being logged in. I noticed a typo or two anyway, so please read this version. Thanks! I see you, vagabond, bird of passage, rolling in wanderlust, I hear the trumpet sound of longing crash into a siege of hourglasses, together we are a...
Reunion with Estranged Thems
This is what I can do today and is a bit flat. I didn't get to the point of writing out of the awkward situation. It was going to be a brief piece about spontaneous combustion or something similar, but instead, I sit in a head cheese sandwich. Maybe this is just the...
Red Rogue
(I wrote this from the last prompt yesterday and wanted to post today!) She listened with one eye closed. I devoured with one nostril open. She minueted around the flat, flattening F and sharping E. I felt my drowsy way through an epidermal ellipsis, while sharpening...