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The world wants conformity and perfect clones, but what happens when the world itself is stood on its own lopsided head?  Is everything that seemed to happen in one direction also conversely true?  What if you look at it all backwards?

If you expect everything to be the same forwards and backwards, you might not like it when a simple countdown from a simple event spins backwards in two different directions.

Find a little truth, maybe a little justice, and definitely some counting backwards in “Everything is Backwards”, a short experimental story by Dawn Wilson, published by CommuterLit and available here: http://commuterlit.com/2015/01/thursday-everything-is-backwards/

Thanks for reading!

night,

dawn

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We’ve all got ’em.  The good, the bad, the ones who sunbathe naked on their rooftops.  Suburbia is filled with the indescribable.  But what would you do if your closest neighbor wasn’t just bad and awful, but was God Himself?  A know-it-all, a show-off, extremely infuriating, holier-than-thou, and perfect.

Quake in your boots, then go read “Extraordinary Neighbors” by Dawn Wilson, published in Paper Tape Magazine and available here: http://papertapemag.com/2014/12/11/extraordinary-neighbors/

night,

dawn

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Teeny tiny numbers still mean something, no matter how small and insignificant they seem, fractional to the world as a whole.

Big giant world!–and the more you subtract from it–minus one little boy, minus one little girl–the sadder and sadder it gets.  Whoever says one person doesn’t make a difference?  When in your heart, there’s holes that grow bigger, holes that fill in with cement, holes that count the days of life with the tick-tick-tick of a kid learning to count on their fingers.

I’se one.

I’se two.

I’m fwee.

Check out the preview of my latest short story “Zero One Zero One One One” posted at Big Lucks in preparation for Issue #6.  Check it out, then pre-order a hard copy of this great magazine.  http://www.biglucks.com/dawn-wilson/

Pre-Order here: http://biglucks.bigcartel.com/product/bl-6

night,

dawn

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That’s right, boys and girls, you can learn not to be stupid! All you gots to do is open yer eyes and blink twice per minute and keep yer ears and nose plugged tight.

We’ve all written essays about our summer vacation… if you could go back and write any essay of your choice, what would it be?  Darla chose a different stance.  Read it now at Feathertale.com.  “And I Had to Write an Essay with All the Argumentative Parts in Place” might just give you the giddy nightmares that you didn’t finish your homework and you’ve got a French test next period.  Check out my latest story here: http://feathertale.com/short-fiction/and-i-had-to-write-an-essay-with-all-the-argumentative-parts-in-place/

night,

dawn

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Over the river

Through the woods

Halfway to Shanghai and still digging

And by now, doncha wish you’d packed lighter?

You bet your bippy, my sweetie-pants!

There’s always a one or a two peeps in the world, be it mother or brother or lover, who’s clamped to your ankles like a rock on a balloon, and you’re just gonna keep falling and falling and falling until you go thud at the bottom in a hot speckled lava lamp called Heck (censored).  You’ve just gotta take the initiative to shake ’em off, and realize, they may have your best interests at heart, but they’re still your one-way ticket to see Mr. Satan and swim in his poo.

Check out “And Then it All Went to Heck” by Dawn Wilson, published in Crack the Spine and available here: http://issuu.com/crackthespine/docs/issue_120/6

night,

dawn

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There’s few mysteries in this culture quite like how to make love endure.  You meet.  The heart palpitates. You sweat a lot.  You worry you said the wrong thing.  You mix up the physical with the mental.  You resent a lot.  You get married somewhere in there, eventually, either because it seems like a good idea or because there’s a two-for-one special going on.  You resent some more.  And finally you opt for a good old-fashioned lobotomy!  (Don’t we all?)

For more on how to get a gal to worship your feetsies forever and ever, check out my short story “A Beautiful Candy Shell” published by Curbside Splendor in this month’s issue.  It’s available at: http://issuu.com/curbsidesplendor/docs/cs_e-zine_july_2014/0

night,

dawn

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When you’re obsessed with your progeny, you do amazing things.  Woman lifts car off toddler!

When you’re obsessed with your progeny, you do stupid things.  Mother Twitters hateful messages to child’s classmates!

But having children is the Number One symbol that you have succeeded in being a human being.  (Though there is no test, an often there is much alcohol and memory loss involved in the process.)  And attacking a child who pushes your kid down on the playground and gouging out said child’s eyes?  That’s seen as cute, forgivable, a little overprotective–but wouldn’t every good parent do that?

I get asked to engage in the production of (illegitimate) children All The Time–and not by men soliciting sex, but by family members who are desperate to prove that I’m a “Good Kid”.

Desperation drives you to do silly things.  Check out “A Deterrent” published by Hobo Pancakes, available here: http://www.hobopancakes.com/tag/dawn-wilson/

night,

dawn

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