A few feet away, a first-gen Lincoln Town Car had taken up residence at the curb. It wore vanity Idaho plates celebrating someone named JELLI.
The baby holds her hands to her ears, and I worry she hears voices.
“I want my fiction to be entertaining. I also want it to be honest to experience, to foster what I believe in, not pander to anything base—to have an ethical and moral perspective—and to have beauty.”
“It’s 1968: Diana is eleven, an orphan, and knows more than she should.”
“Being from the minority group of LGBT+ made me more inclined to diversify my characters in ways beyond sexual orientation. I can get as emotionally involved in stories involving straight characters as the next person. At the same time, I’m aware of often not being included in these stories.”
“. . . while outside the living room window
bags of gold blazed yellow in the windowbox
and azaleas blared through pink trumpets . . .”
“Peter never stuttered when he was on stage.”