Lasers Are Overrated Anyway
Who needs lasers? (Hint watch it in full screen in a darkened room. But don’t forget to hit escape and come back.)
Hi. I feel like I’ve been gone forever, even though I didn’t go anywhere. Well that’s not exactly true. I did go up to Vermont in January — yes it was cold — to see S graduate from Vermont College of Fine Arts. She now has her MFA in children’s lit. You can expect
good great prize-winning things to come.
And I’ve had a few more poems see the light of print. I plan to share those here over the next few weeks, so watch (and listen) for them. But, first, below, you can find a link to my latest publication. It’s a short story called “Huntington” in the March issue of Blue Lake Review. That’s an online journal edited by novelist Mitchell Waldman and journalist/poet Diana May-Waldman, both quite talented writers themselves. I can highly recommend Petty Offenses & Crimes of the Heart, Mitchell’s collection of short stories that I’m reading now, and Diana’s strong collection of poems a woman’s song. I plan to add reviews to The New Word Mechanic over the next few months and I’ll tell you more about both of them then. But I highly recommend you make the effort to get to know them and their work yourself.
So here’s the tease and the link. Enjoy.
Huntington (Printed at Blue Lake Review March 2015)
By Joseph Saling
I have this idea about how we live our lives — that there is no such thing as foreplay or afterglow. Not that life’s one fantastic orgasm, though sometimes it can be — laser light shows, the earth moving, waves crashing on the beach, startled quail, like a fourth of July fireburst, suddenly exploding from the bush in all directions against the sky. But for most people, life is simply anticlimactic. The kind of thing that sputters before you’re ready and doesn’t leave you feeling any different after it’s done. A series of slow shudders that makes you wonder why you even bother at all.
By the summer of my forty-third year, my life had settled into one of those slow shudders…(Blue Lake Review)
© Joseph Saling and The New Word Mechanic, 2015.