Do not adjust your browser. This is not an echo: I do, indeed, have yet another story out this month.
And this time it’s not just a story: “Potato” is actually the first chapter of my novella, In the Pulse There Lies Conviction, up now at The Writing Disorder. I’m kind of in love with this one, gang, because this novella is the central piece of my (not-yet-published) long story collection, Strangers Die Every Day. And the protagonist here, a kid known only as Kid, is one of my favorite characters ever. I feel protective of Kid, like he’s my fictional surrogate or something. He’s not me — neither as a boy, as he is in this story, nor as the teenager he is in the rest of the novella — but we have a lot in common, and I feel like we would have been good friends, even though he’s several years younger than me.
Also, regular readers with sharp eyes might notice some correlations between this first novella chapter and my flash fiction piece, “Dream with Enough Conviction.” That’s not an accident.
But read “Potato” first, before you go revisit the flash fiction. And while you’re there, maybe leave a comment (whatever you think of the story — I have thick skin), or thank editor C.E. Lukather for being so cool and publishing it.
Och, you’re the wee boy, and nae mistake! 🙂
I love when you break out the Scots on me. 🙂
Some folk kerry a Glock – Eh kerry a moothfullay Dundonian.