I don’t think I have it in me to tackle the whole book, but I’ve been thinking a lot about the excerpts I’ve read and ruminating over the many lovely responses to Nina Riggs’ The Bright Hour, which is justly receiving great praise. So many parallels to my Emily…same exact diagnosis, similar age (Emily was 36; Nina 37), both mothers to two small children, the city of Greensboro, N.C., UNC-G. Emily died four months after diagnosis; Nina 2 years, but both their books appeared posthumously, etc. etc.
I can’t yet read it all the way through, but you should.
What a wonderful surprise!
My Advance Reading Copies for the memoir arrived today
and I could not be happier! Thank you, WTAW PRESS!
I’m thrilled to announce that my memoir, And There Was Evening and There Was Morning, is now available for pre-order directly from WTAW press. You can read all about the book and see the cover below, Plus, you get a $2.00 discount for pre-ordering!!!
Just click on the image of the cover on the right!
(Those of you who know something of the story I tell will know just how much it meant to me to write that first sentence. No project has meant or could mean more to me.)
This anthology of contemporary Chinese Short Short Stories will be available this fall! I am so grateful to Chinese language and literature scholar Aili Mu for allowing me to contribute to this important project.
We all overshare here. Have you not
blinked intimate details of Mallo-Cups
which cost you four bottles to a
stranger on a plane? Does his shoulder know
your whole life story? Why do screens
disclose the country to complete strangers?
Sometimes it’s a white southern ache Movement.
: 1. Great nothing’s heavy-handed marbling
triggers 2. the norms of civility,
3. the staff’s grief.
Check out the original and more at:
…in which I praise collaboration, translation, the NEH, and, behind and beneath it all, my late wife Emily’s profound influence on my thinking.
(A link to Emily’s book)
Apparently, the anthology will be out October 3rd.
I loved my heavy life; I seemed a storm.
I blinked at so many things hovering. There
now is only laughter at my feral life.
I thought it would be enough.
And here is the original, hot off the press:
“I loved my previous life, I loved my previous life. I had so many things going. I actually, this is more work than my previous life. I thought it would be easier.”
Brain Mill Press was kind enough to feature this brief excerpt from my memoir, And There Was Evening and There Was Morning, forthcoming in September from WTAW Press!
by Jeff Sessions
You can’t have the President of the United
States of America talking about The Border.
Civility is stretching — An empire
waist to Roosevelt’s “teddy bear hunt”–
that there is a friend and guide
in the long spaces which call you home
and promise the distant mystery of the busted
and soaked road. It is false that rooms
don’t lead people to the windows.
He is already causing a disturbance
in the bright channels that have
made friends mean.
“You can’t have the President of the United States of America talking about marijuana. You are sending a message to young people that there is no danger in this process. It is false that marijuana use doesn’t lead people to more drug use. It is already causing a disturbance in the states that have made it legal.”