5 new from Diane coming in 2020

Diane G. Gillette is having quite a year! The first half of this year was filled with acceptance for Diane and the rest of the year is already booking up. Great work, Diane! Can’t wait to see these when they publish!

• Lamb Cake Salvation -- Necessary Fiction -- (forthcoming)

• We're All Just Trying to Make It to January 2nd -- Ethel Zine -- (forthcoming January 2021)

• Glub -- Brilliant Flash Fiction (forthcoming September 2020)

• Nice and Normal -- XRAY Literary Magazine (forthcoming summer 2020)

• After the Fire Burns Out -- Spelk -- (forthcoming July 2020)

Cassiopeia

Laura Nelson published a great new story at Fiction Southeast. The group workshopped the story at lest once! Check it out!

“I turn off the headlights and pull into the driveway slowly, willing the old Camry to tiptoe under the children’s windows. An old Modest Mouse album – an album I first heard in college and still think of as new music - is playing softly, but I can’t risk it. I disconnect my phone from the cheap Bluetooth speaker clipped …”

A View From Inside

Lori Barrett just published a  new essay up over at Scoundrel Times.

Congrats, Lori!

“Blanche walked through the lobby, her hands in her pants pockets, and looked out the window. Her short hair, usually curled and slightly teased, hung straight and was tucked behind her ears.

“That snow is out there taunting us,” she said.

I couldn’t help agreeing; it felt like a bad joke. The world outside had careened to an unrecognizable place, and the world inside had tilted even further from the reality any of us knew.”

Thanksgiving

Diane D. Gillette published another Flash this week in MoonPark Review! She’s on a recent streak this year, with 6 publications in the first 6 months of 2020. Amazing news! Something good happening in 2020…

“A mere three months after the incident that was never, ever, ever discussed again, Lydia’s mother invited three eligible bachelors to Thanksgiving dinner. She picked out a dress for Lydia to wear. It sadly didn’t have any pockets for hiding secrets.

“You just never know, my sweet,” her mother informed her. “You just never know.”

Lydia didn’t know, that was for certain.”