Way cool, Sherman. I teach at an international school in Germany and all the 8th graders get to read "Part Time Indian", so I got to read it, too. Brilliant, so painful and dark but also so goddamn funny! So glad you're doing fiction in The Stranger these days. Thanks, brother. You're bad ass.
Just came to your site this morning after almost finishing Blasphemy last night. Enjoyed "Fast"; love these little bites of fiction, especially about day-to-day events and life that seem mundane on the surface but turn out to be life changers.
It's been awhile since I first read Sherman's words about fiction sounding truer than (so-called) factual truth.--After I read Sherman's short-short pieces I can usually think of people I know for whom parts of the stories are "truth"...my thanks to Sherman for bringing bits of our (often unspoken) lives to life!!
Another modern story that starts nowhere and goes no place. Does everything have to be first person singular, present tense? Can there be a point? All injustices are not about some guy trying to get laid. or loved. A major yawn. And the only reason I'm annoyed about it is because it could be so much better. You could take us someplace.
Thanks! A good strong cup of coffee, tiny bit of creme. Yum. Or one good greasy cooky and tea. (I think writers would prefer food to stars) Elisa S., Michigan
Jicamox? if you weren't taken anywhere by this short, searingly personal portal to another life, then you are mentally incapable of mind travel. Question: Do you own a library card? Follow up question: Do you ever use it?
It makes you wonder how long he had been a spectator in their relationship.
She joined a gym, he watched. She trained for a triathlon, with a group of strangers because he chose not to be involved. He romanced his insecurities by concerning himself with what strangers though instead of being there for her. He chose to deny her intimacy probably without telling her of his fears. She fell in love with a person who gave her emotional and physical support.
And for this poor fellow, he continues to be spectator of her life. How much has life really changed for him?
Entomology is much much better.
She joined a gym, he watched. She trained for a triathlon, with a group of strangers because he chose not to be involved. He romanced his insecurities by concerning himself with what strangers though instead of being there for her. He chose to deny her intimacy probably without telling her of his fears. She fell in love with a person who gave her emotional and physical support.
And for this poor fellow, he continues to be spectator of her life. How much has life really changed for him?