What you notice walking across the I-5 overpass on NE 45th is that someone has systematically applied paint splotches to the top of each metal balustrade, and given the eight lanes of traffic humming along below, there are quite a few metal posts. Each splotch is about the same size and shape. Some are green, others blue like this one.
What you also notice is that when you stop to take a photo of the splotches, drivers above and below start nervously braking and looking at you: Is she a terrorist? What's she doing taking pictures of a bridge? Is she going to jump?
Voicelessness and despair aside--snarky I know--it's been an insanely busy week. Last Thursday I had the pleasure of ushering with a g...
Ever wondered what it takes to get a piece of fiction published? I'm not talking New Yorker type of prose. That's a rarefied world ...
Check out my new video, a brief reading from a story published this past spring in Opossum.
Welp, after a half-year experiment in social media, BSP has returned to its blogger roots. I hated Faceborkland, tbh. Sure, it was easier t...