My zombie tale, “The Siege of Fort Buzzard,” was nominated for Publication of the Month for September over at Spillwords Press. (The online magazine published the story on September 21.)
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Thank you so much to all who read the story and nominated me! 🙂
I’m delighted to share here that the Poetry Hall quarterly bilingual journal once again translated my poetry for its global readership of Chinese readers. The poems selected were “Ode to a New Black Ball Point Pen,” “Nihilist Night Haiku” and “Hardy Orchids Haiku.”
Poetry Hall is a distinguished international literary magazine in which poems appear in English along with their Chinese translations, side by side. As always, I am grateful to Editor-in-Chief Xu Yingcai and translator Zhang Ning for allowing me to showcase my work within its pages.
“The Sting” (1973) was probably the first movie I ever saw starring Robert Redford; it was a family favorite that made the rounds on television in the late 1970’s and early 1980’s. (Though I will note here that “A Bridge Too Far” (1977), was also a family favorite, and also circulating on television in roughly the same time. Redford was in that film too.)
I remember asking my father how the ruse worked for that guy in the beginning who fell for the handkerchief trick. And I remember the movie’s theme music (Floyd Cramer’s “The Entertainer”) being an impossible earworm.
The next movie I saw starring Redford would probably be “All the President’s Men” (1976) when I was 14 or so; that was with my uncle John Muth, who had a wealth of such treasures on VHS. After that, it was the wonderful “Sneakers” (1992) in the theater in my college town of Fredericksburg, Virginia.
What I remember about Redford is just how goddam likeable he was in every role. It was uncanny — there was just something about him. It’s kind of like Carey Grant was so inexplicably suave, or how Harrison Ford always seems so sincere. I’ll bet something like that can’t be learned in an acting class.