Oh!  Thank you so much for coming here today.  What a great turnout considering the weather and the uncomfortable chairs.  There is a carafe of coffee and some of those very thin and delicious ginger cookies on the table.  Please, have some on a small napkin and find a seat.

I understand you would like to hear a reading from my memoir Jill Bernard ( Read more... )

It was Christmas Day and everyone was at Grandmother's house ( Read more... )

A story: "On principle, Edward decided not to become the man he could've been. 'I'll show those fuckers not to believe in someone of great promise,' he said."

PB & Hey! The Tale of the Jelly Thief by Jill BernardSomeone stole the jelly ( Read more... )

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Darren, who informs me he's fresh from two years of abject failure in Vegas ("When I went, I had my own restaurant...I left on a Greyhound bus with five dollars in my pocket"), riding the #21 bus at 1AM with a black eye so severe his whites are red and his pupil's white, says, "Test my memory, Jill. Are you game? Give me your phone number, let's ( Read more... )

mnLIT is a competitive literary program presented by mnartists.org, in collaboration with Magers and Quinn Booksellers, which consists of the What Light Poetry Project and the miniStories flash fiction series. mnLIT showcases original work by Minnesota poets and writers and is sponsored, in part, by The Onion/The Decider. Interested writers are ( Read more... )

"If you're lonely it's because you're fucking boring. Why don't you do something you don't expect yourself to do," said Renee ( Read more... )

TRANSMITTAL TO HQ ( Read more... )

I wish the story opened with a knock at the apartment door. When it's opened, a stage manager leans in. "You're on, understudy," says the stage manager. But the man in the apartment is not an actor, he is just a man living his life. He has some job at a brokerage or a wholesaler's. He's just sitting in his apartment opening his Minnegasco bill ( Read more... )