Winter 2013 Issue

chickenWe’ve got­ten an ear­ly start with our Winter 2013 issue which you can find at the top of the column to the right. We want to thank par­tic­u­lar­ly Denise Duhamel, Cathryn Hankla, Bruce Smith, Nin Andrews, Teresa Svoboda and Randall Mann for their con­tri­bu­tions, solicit­ed by one of our new Associate Editors, Diann Blakely, and anoint­ed by our long time poet­ry edi­tors Angela Ball and Julia Johnson

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Our Name Change

BlipMagazine has changed its name to New World Writing after the great lit­er­ary mag­a­zine of the 1950’s. They were, of course, think­ing of world writ­ing, where­as we are think­ing more of the (per­pet­u­al­ly) new world. We hes­i­tat­ed in any case, as it is a grand old name and we are per­haps insuf­fi­cient­ly grand. Still, with some squint­ing, we are in the ball­park

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Mary Miller

I Won’t Get Lost

On the bus, the guy wants to know where he should go tonight. He’s in from San Diego, sleep­ing on a stranger’s couch. The strangers are at work and he’s wan­der­ing the city by him­self.

I explain the dif­fer­ence between East and West 6th—hipster ver­sus drunk­en col­lege stu­dent, old­er ver­sus may­be under­age.

I hear the East Side’s dan­ger­ous, he says.

Kim Adrian ~ Last Cookies

To make last cook­ies, you first must make not-last cookies—Chocolate-Almond Biscotti, packed in a large tea tin. These you must give to your father to give to his sis­ter at Christmastime, his sis­ter hav­ing stayed home in New York City, as she was too ill to vis­it Boston for the hol­i­day.

Of course, you can’t go so far as to call this a batch of “every­day” cook­ies, because your aunt is so sick

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A Note to Contributors

Recently some folks have object­ed to hav­ing their work turned down via form let­ter. We regret that this is a nec­es­sary expe­di­ent, but there it is. We want to alert all authors who may be sub­mit­ting work to BLIP that it is our stan­dard prac­tice to noti­fy con­trib­u­tors whose work we are not using via this mech­a­nism. If one of our edi­tors knows an author per­son­al­ly, there may be an added per­son­al note

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Crisis of Registration

Lots of crap pho­ny reg­is­tra­tions have befal­l­en us & so we have erased all reg­is­tra­tions and stopped reg­is­ter­ing folk. Taking the ball by the horns.  Please for­give if you were a gen­uine reg­is­trant and were erased. Means noth­ing. Personal.

Fall 2012 Issue

The new issue is online now, com­prised most­ly of pieces we’ve pub­lished since the Summer 2012 issue. We’re fea­tur­ing Robert Pawlowski, Bob Hicok, George Saunders, Bobbie Ann Mason, Peggy Price, Christine Sneed, Marcy Dermansky and oth­ers. Access the issue from the link above or just find the pieces below in the sequence of their orig­i­nal pub­li­ca­tion on BLIP.

Litquake: Masters of Flash

At Litquake 2012, San Francisco’s lit­er­ary fes­ti­val, dis­cov­er flash fic­tion with a sam­pler of read­ings from sev­en beloved authors and teach­ers of the short-short form. Blending poet­ry and prose, the­se tiny, truf­fle-like sto­ries are filled with a rare, deli­cious urgen­cy. Moderated by Meg Pokrass, author of Damn Sure

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Reading Submissions

We are read­ing fic­tion, non­fic­tion and poet­ry. If you’d like to sub­mit, please fol­low the link below, leave a short bio note and any­thing else we might need to know. We are hap­py to read work of any kind, any length. Many thanks for your inter­est.

Submit to New World Writing

Mississippi Review 30 Year Anthology

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Our friends at Mississippi Review have pub­lished, under the fine edi­to­ri­al hand of Julia Mae Johnson, an anthol­o­gy of thir­ty years of sto­ries, poems, essays and inter­views pub­lished in MR when Frederick Barthelme was its edi­tor. Though the 880 page vol­ume doesn’t try to be a com­plete record, it is an engag­ing tast­ing menu of the adven­tur­ous work pub­lished in the mag­a­zine 1977–2010

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Meg Pokrass ~ Others Of Similar Dimension

Sitting beside a suf­fer­ing, hyper­ven­ti­lat­ing zebra (real­ly a horse with stripes) was not new to the wom­en in my fam­i­ly. My moth­er had expe­ri­enced it, as had my grand­moth­er and my grandmother’s grand­moth­er. Now it was my turn

For every pot there is a lid,” my moth­er said before she died. Nobody knew why she said it or why only females cried.

Here it was again, a life and death moment in the ani­mal

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Mary Grimm Feature

We’ve just put up a new sec­tion of a new nov­el from Mary Grimm along with an inter­view in which Mary talks about pub­lish­ing on the Web, e-books, and oth­er top­ics that might be of inter­est to our read­ers. Click the fol­low­ing link to vis­it Mary Grimm.

Michael Czyzniejewski

I still don’t love you; my arm fell off.

I see my ex at the gro­cery, peck­ing at fruit, those new mini-water­mel­ons. I catch the back of her head, her red hair, from the auto­mat­ic doors, her pur­ple tee from two years ago’s 5K for dys­tro­phy. One change: Her left arm is gone, the short sleeve tied into a knot at the shoul­der.