By Nick Mendillo I met Tim Weed while I was a student enrolled in the Newport MFA at Salve Regina University. He was a professor, resident author, and my mentor for a semester. Throughout his lectures, our Zoom meetings, and our general conversations about writing over the course of the program, I found Tim to be an artist with a clear perspective on humanity. Let’s play two truths and a lie: Give up? Number one Read more
by Brett Cadigan Without the pills, I’m starting to remember. The headaches are getting worse. But it’s all worth it. I’m going to rescue her from this cold, antiseptic place. Oh, no… the headache is coming back. It’s getting harder to hold on to what’s real. I’m blacking out again— *** I’m at a lunch table with another scientist, Paul. A friend. At least, that’s how I used to see him. The pills make you Read more
by Vincent Bernabeo (Fragments from the recovered journal of Dr. Thomas Raines, Adjunct Professor of Philosophy, Pacific Coast University) March 2 Headache again. Behind the eyes, like someone’s pushing outward.I nearly passed out in the middle of class today. I was talking about Nietzsche—the abyss gazes also, etc.—and I could feel something stir at the edge of my vision. A shadow in the corner of the room that seemed to breathe when I did. After Read more
By Kathryne McCann This past Saturday, on the second floor of the Old South Church on Boylston Street, Hafsah Faizal captivated rows of fantasy fans and hopeful writers. The audience ranged from teens and tweens to adults of all ages, each and every one enthralled by the 32-year-old author who has taken the YA fantasy scene by storm. Faizal, author of the New York Times-bestseller We Hunt the Flame, was the Young Adult Keynote speaker Read more
by Chelsea Corarito “What kind of pie did you say this is again?” Brenda whiffs the barely-there slice she’s put on a piece of fine china. My set is gathering dust since it was used last Thanksgiving. “Cherry pie. It’s a secret family recipe.” I carry my plate with precision as she leads us to the adjoining sunroom. “Funny, I could have sworn I caught a whiff of almond in there too. I suppose it’s Read more