My friend Jayne Martin has a new book, Tender Cuts — and it’s getting great reviews. Ordering my copy today.

You can read her story “A Lobster Walked Into a Laundromat” at New Flash Fiction Review, one of the best places to read flash fiction online, particularly if you enjoy surreal, experimental and bold stories. I love this surreal story by Jayne – it’s funny, relatable, and wistful all at once. (This story is included in Tender Cuts, by the way.)

Jayne is also a horse person. I had to ask her about that, because I’ve been horse crazy since forever. So has Jayne.

“My maternal grandfather was a racehorse trainer so it’s in my blood, but I didn’t even get a chance to start riding seriously until I was 38,” she says.

Her current horse is Levi, a gorgeous 28-year-old Thoroughbred she’s had since 2005. They competed over fences at hunter-jumper shows. If you aren’t horsey, you’ve still probably seen an aspect of this competition in televised sporting events, where horses follow a set pattern of jumps in an arena. Jumpers are judges mostly on a clean round. Hunters are judged not only on their ability to jump, but also their demeanor while they do it. And of course, the rider has to be in correct form, which is easier said than done.

Levi is retired from the show ring these days, Jayne says, but she still rides him at the walk, trot and canter. “He’s in great shape and still behaves like a 4-year-old,” she says. She’s got Instagram posts to prove it.

Most horse people are also dog people. Jayne recently lost her beloved Dixie, who bravely fought cancer for three years. That left Miss Pickles without a dog friend, so Jayne adopted Ellie the Chihuahua. “Finding her at the shelter was Dixie’s way of sending love from the great beyond,” Jayne says.

But let’s get back to the writing for a minute! Jayne says assembling the collection for this book was like herding cats. She had some help from Meg Pokrass and Nancy Stohlman, both flash fiction stars. (And may I add – also encouraging and generous to emerging writers.)

“At first I only had the first Julie-Sue story, ‘Tender Cuts,’ but I realized that I needed an arc/structure for all the other stories to kind of hang on, so I wrote three more Julie-Sue stries taking her from when we first meet her as a child beauty pageant contestant at about 7-years-old, through to about 11 (“Making the Cut”) to age 16 (“Prime Cut”), and the final story, which is “Final Cut,” told by Julie-Sue’s grown daughter after Julie-Sue’s death,” Jayne says. “This allowed me to take all the stories and order them from younger narrators to older ones.”

There are 38 stories total, so you’ll get to know Julie-Sue and others as well.

Here’s another bonus – the book is illustrated.

Go to Jayne’s website to order the book or read more about what a cool person Jayne is!

Ok, y’all, I’m sending out my stories in one big heap to various places – open reading calls, chapbook contests, other places I’ve found by looking at the publication lists of favorite writers.

It’s nerve-wracking, intimidating, confusing, draining, scary, discouraging – and just occasionally, encouraging. Ah, life is a paradox.

Also, here, on this blog, I’m going to try to establish a schedule, or at least a pattern.

I want to use this space to share things I find interesting (without infringing on copyrights):
• Other people’s stories/flash/poems/passages

• Quotes or other brief flashes of wisdom or silliness

• Images – purty pictures and observances of daily life

• Info sharing – something academic or artistic or bizarre or inspiring or alarming I noticed and want to share

• Readings. Links. Or sometimes me.

I know this website doesn’t have a readership yet. But I’ll put out the word I’d like to hear from people what they might like me to share, too.

So for starters, if you know a place I should send my work for publication as a collection, or a chapbook contest, or something, please do let me know.

Ciao for now.

I have a new story up at Sleet Magazine!
Thank you Kathy McEathron and Susan Solomon!
Here are the first couple sentences:

He had killed someone once. She thought about this at night. When it was cold, and she’d press against him, she’d think, “This is the back of a man who has killed someone.”

It’s a story framed in part by a true story I was told years ago overlaid with a snippet of conversation overheard at a coffee shop.

To read the whole story, go here!
https://sleetmagazine.com/selected/ferrell_v12n1.html

#flash #flashfiction #snow #sleetmagazine #itscomplicated

Super excited to be part of the Pulp Literature livestream reading on YouTube! This is a longer story of mine, set in the fictional town of Oak Heart, which is where the novel I’m starting is set. It involves Mickey, a mysterious but mostly jovial figure the likes of which you might think you’ve met previously. You’d be wrong.
Here’s a link to the reading. Happening at noon CDT.
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCW79B4DoCIiW7RTTRK0fsjA

My first post.

I’m honored to be included in the 2020 National Flash Fiction Day anthology, forthcoming in print. And! a virtual launch! In which I read my contribution, “Harbinger,” a story I wrote partly in my head as I sat at a boat dock in the rain collecting myself after a stressful day. If you open the link to hear me read, you can hit the link to the virtual launch and hear other readers with stories that’ll knock your socks off.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i1H9Jgv3Qn8