50StatesWriters_MainThe staff at PASTE MAGAZINE kindly included me in their new project “50 States,” in which they celebrate “the geographic diversity of writers by creating a list series dedicated to featuring incredible authors from every state in the country.”

Thanks to PASTE and Mark Hayden for the kind words. Also, thrilled to be amongst friends and other local writers like Jamie Iredell, Sheri Joseph, Josh Russell, Susan Rebecca White, and John Holman, further testament to the thriving lit scene happening here.

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An excerpt from my essay, “That’s It, I Quit, or This Essay Could Save My Life,” up now at The Good Men Project.AntiqueTypewriter

There are some days when I’d just as soon give up.

Over drinks with a writing friend recently, I confessed that I believed I could be happy not writing ever again. And I say confession because as all writers understand: to suggest that you don’t breathe and eat and sleep writing, that you don’t need to write, is profane. It’s like a priest saying he could be happy without God, like a mountain goat saying it could be happy without the mountain. Saying shit like that gets you kicked out of the writer’s club. You just can’t say it and ever be considered legitimate again. As I confessed my sometimes desire to quit, my friend shook his head. Nope, nope, nope. He didn’t believe it—mountain goat, no mountain.

“You won’t be able to do it,” he said, shaking his head further as he threw back a shot of tequila and chased it with a PBR, a consequence of his own struggle with writing, I suspect.

Read the rest at: The Good Men Project

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P1030019My long essay, “What I Learned from a Cockfighter,” is now out in River Teeth 15.2*. And Nichole Reber reviews the issue, including some thoughtful words on my essay at The Review Review.

“Full of juxtapositions and subtle implications, the strands finally come together soothingly, pensively, as Bundy grapples with his entry into middle age…”

Read an excerpt from the essay below:

Hundreds of crowing cocks broadcast their territory in a never-ending loop of five notes. A concert of noise that will either drive you mad or set you smiling at nature’s harmonies. And the birds, feathers glistening like bourbon in a glass, black and red and orange, the colors of scandal and sin. They waltz as far as their tethers will allow, their beady bird eyes watching me sideways. I’m out of my element, a city kid in the country, and I step lightly.

*If you’d like to read the entire issue on your Kindle or otherwise, it’s only $3.99 at Amazon.

FrontWigOut-640x290Don’t talk here enough about music I see and like, but had a great time seeing Stephen Malkmus (former Pavement frontman) and the Jicks at Terminal West here in Atlanta. Malkmus pretty much colors within the lines of his own oeuvre, but that work has always been his and only his–original, low-fi rockers that mock the affectations of the grunge era that helped to spawn his first band and play with language and point of view (rarely his own).

His new album “Wig Out at Jagbags” is no different. Like many of his fans, he’s older, has kids, and works hard at his craft. Check out the clip from his recent show in Atlanta. Great show in a small new venue here. Even threw out a Pavement number (“Stereo”) for the nostalgia crowd. Thanks to vacantmoon for the clip.