I’ve just heard from the judges of the Hippocrates Prize for Poetry and Medicine that a poem, “The Anatomist,” was commended for the 2011 prize, as well as from the editors at the New Orleans Review that a short story of mine, “Reliable Source,” was shortlisted for the Walker Percy Fiction Contest. I’m very humbled by both honors, especially to share the page with so many other writers whose work I respect so much. As for the Review in particular, they do have a way with words, as my friend Nick put it: “I like the sound of ‘semi finals’ better than ‘shortlist’,” he said. “Brings out the sense of a tournament.”
The sixth, and final, dispatch in the Mardi Gras series is now up at the Rumpus (click through for the link). Rumor has it there’s another parade on the horizon for a certain Saint this week: reckon I might just have to sit this one out.
I’m writing a short series of dispatches about Mardi Gras for The Rumpus; the first one is available here (click through for the link). They’ll be appearing every day or so, until the parades run out or my vision is so blurred I can’t see to write, whichever comes first.