New Short Fiction Series presents
“The Boombala Club and Other Stories” by Douglas Wood
at the Federal Bar and Grill
5303 N. Lankershim Blvd. N. Hollywood, CA 91691
Connotation Press – Interview
Doug talks with Meg Tuite about his new novel.
Doug talks with Meg Tuite about his new novel.
Connotation Press – Video
Douglas Wood from Connotation Press on Vimeo.
Douglas Wood from Connotation Press on Vimeo.
Riverbend Anthology
“Beneath its iron-solid surface the ancient river rolls along relentlessly gulf-bound until midway it wanders, first east, then northeast, before hooking unexpectedly west past a miles-long limestone bluff whose face it once carved …”
Originally published in Connotation Press.
- Read the short story: Riverbend Anthology
- Video of Doug reading a selection from Riverbend Anthology
- Interview with Meg Tuite for Crazy Rabbit/Connotation Press
“Beneath its iron-solid surface the ancient river rolls along relentlessly gulf-bound until midway it wanders, first east, then northeast, before hooking unexpectedly west past a miles-long limestone bluff whose face it once carved …”
Originally published in Connotation Press.
- Read the short story: Riverbend Anthology
- Video of Doug reading a selection from Riverbend Anthology
- Interview with Meg Tuite for Crazy Rabbit/Connotation Press
The Barn
“When they pack up her house, a photograph will fall from the pages of a novel, carving arcs in the air as it drifts to the carpet. Pictured is an old falling-down barn. No one alive knows that this barn was built on the foundation of an even older falling-down barn, after it too fell down. No photographs, no paintings of that older structure exist, the thatched roof, the wattle and daub walls. No living soul heard the crack and the pop of the flames or remembers the charred east corner . . .”
“When they pack up her house, a photograph will fall from the pages of a novel, carving arcs in the air as it drifts to the carpet. Pictured is an old falling-down barn. No one alive knows that this barn was built on the foundation of an even older falling-down barn, after it too fell down. No photographs, no paintings of that older structure exist, the thatched roof, the wattle and daub walls. No living soul heard the crack and the pop of the flames or remembers the charred east corner . . .”
Sunday, February 11, 2018
New Short Fiction Series presents
“The Boombala Club and Other Stories” by Douglas Wood
at the Federal Bar and Grill
5303 N. Lankershim Blvd. N. Hollywood, CA 91691
New Short Fiction Series presents
“The Boombala Club and Other Stories” by Douglas Wood
at the Federal Bar and Grill
5303 N. Lankershim Blvd. N. Hollywood, CA 91691
Arrangements
“Clay steps inside his closet in search of a shirt that isn’t repulsive and discovers he’s left his body: a sensation neither pleasant nor unpleasant, but bewildering, definitely. Those hands, the fingers thin as paintbrushes, recognizably his, continue to sling hangers along the rail, but he observes the action from a close vantage, like the difference between the left and right eyes—that far away—an adjacent but distinct point of view. Dizzying, to watch yourself operate like normal, to function like someone in control when there’s no one in control and you can’t trust anything . . .”
“Clay steps inside his closet in search of a shirt that isn’t repulsive and discovers he’s left his body: a sensation neither pleasant nor unpleasant, but bewildering, definitely. Those hands, the fingers thin as paintbrushes, recognizably his, continue to sling hangers along the rail, but he observes the action from a close vantage, like the difference between the left and right eyes—that far away—an adjacent but distinct point of view. Dizzying, to watch yourself operate like normal, to function like someone in control when there’s no one in control and you can’t trust anything . . .”
Silk Purse II: An Erasure Poem from Donald Trump’s Victory Speech of Nov. 9, 2016
