This is not a promo for the long-legged water bird, much as I have always loved them. This is an announcement of sorts: a few months ago I took this story, “Herons” to the second meeting of a Writer’s Group some friends and I formed. They were very kind to it, and in September, I sent it in to a flash fiction publication, Every Day Fiction.
About two weeks ago, EDF e-mailed me saying they’d decided to accept it, and it would run later this month. The editor, also, was exceedingly kind in her feedback, and mentioned she’d accepted the piece despite its being magical realism, a genre less popular with some of the site’s key readers. Confident in her confidence, I opted not to make changes to the piece as it had been submitted.
And friends, that day is today! “Herons”, unchanged, is my first fiction publication outside of university lit mags, and today you can read it on the digital front page of http://www.everydayfiction.com/!
And while you do? I will be busily crafting more blog posts, hopefully with photos, about Galicia, since I’m home for Christmas break and have been remiss these past few furiously busy months.
Filed under Spain 2014, US
Hi all! It’s been awhile since last I blogged.
Suffice it to say that I had a lovely time with My Personal Francophone in the Netherlands, and then a summer full of family and friend time and spent teaching theatre at an Arlington nonprof. Rarely have I been so busy in the summer–especially considering that everything on the list of 19-plus things to do actually got done before I left for Spain.
That’s right–I’m in Spain. Pontevedra, Galicia, to be exact. I’ll be starting school on Wednesday, in the tiny town of Catoira (population: about 3400, not to mention some ancient fortifications and an annual Viking festival in August). Pontevedra is pretty close to Catoira by train—there aren’t really apartments in Catoira, it turns out. I also picked up some extra babysitting/tutoring work in Pontevedra, and might be doing some substituting and giving additional classes as well. In all honesty, I am surprised to find that it will more likely be a case of actually having to turn down work rather than seek it–a happy, and undeserved, conundrum.
Pontevedra is actually smaller than Venlo, which I visited in June. Population 80,000, it sits on one of the Rias Baixas, the Lower Bays, in Galicia, and is the capital of the eponymous region. It is, simply put, small but charming. Palm trees, oranges, the absolute biggest southern magnolia I’ve ever seen, tucked into rolling green hills that slope down to the river. Cafes, gardens, old stone houses and a round shrine for the pilgrims passing through on the Camino de Santiago–a portion of which I could follow, after all, if I wanted to go from here to Santiago de Compostela. Pics to follow–theoretically to be added to this entry if I can figure out how to get them off my phone.