I had completely forgotton about writing a short story for Structo magazine, an English periodical, until my contributor copy arrived in the mail. As one of 3-4 U.S. writers in this issue (the others being British, Irish or Scandanavian, including one poet translating from Icelandic to Shetlandic) I wrote perhaps the most "American" of stories: an organized crime tale about a truck driver who works for a mysterious Miami syndicate.
But thanks, Euan and Keir, for including me in this issue and for publishing an artistic and well-conceived magazine of fiction and poetry.
Every time I see another of my stories in print I get the bug to begin collecting the lot into a book.
Excluding science fiction and literary works, I now have enough published mystery/crime stories to form a decent collection, I think. Stories about:
A priest who believes he hears God's voice instructing him to kill . . .
A teenager waiting in the rain to rob a convenience store, but finds love instead . . .
A tale about a palm reader . . .
A college professor who writes dark secrets into his scholarly works . . .
A man who travels to Mexico to find a new drug that may save his wife . . .
A returning Vietnam vet who discovers that he cannot leave the war behind . . .
And others.
Until then, I'm grateful for my English editors. They make me feel so international. Even when I writing purely American tales.
But thanks, Euan and Keir, for including me in this issue and for publishing an artistic and well-conceived magazine of fiction and poetry.
Every time I see another of my stories in print I get the bug to begin collecting the lot into a book.
Excluding science fiction and literary works, I now have enough published mystery/crime stories to form a decent collection, I think. Stories about:
A priest who believes he hears God's voice instructing him to kill . . .
A teenager waiting in the rain to rob a convenience store, but finds love instead . . .
A tale about a palm reader . . .
A college professor who writes dark secrets into his scholarly works . . .
A man who travels to Mexico to find a new drug that may save his wife . . .
A returning Vietnam vet who discovers that he cannot leave the war behind . . .
And others.
Until then, I'm grateful for my English editors. They make me feel so international. Even when I writing purely American tales.
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