Killer Kudzu Flushed; Mummy, King Kong at Last Sunday Poetry

Easter brought the Bloomington Writers Guild’s “Last Sunday Poetry Reading & Open Mic” for March, presented in conjunction with the Bloomington and Monroe County Convention Center.  The featured poets were Jonathan Abraham Antelept, philosopher, poet, dreamer, and author of THE CRYSTAL IN THE BURNING GARDEN, who spoke about and read on topics related to resurrection, metamorphosis, change, rising, and overcoming; followed by Dr. Abegunde, who we’ve met before (cf. March 6, January  25, et al.), “an egungun (ancestral) priest in the Yoruba Orisa tradition, Reiki Master, and doula with a focus on the recovery of ancestral memory from the Earth and human body,” who read four poems on a recent trip she had taken to Sudan.  While the overall turnout was good  for a weekend when many would be home with their families, only three “old hands” read at the open mike session that followed, my presentation being in the middle with two recently or about-to-be published poems, both of which we’ve met before, “Plus-Size” (see February 28, et al.) and “On the Other Hand” (March 20, et al.).

But the headline event for the day for me was a new fiction sale, albeit a small one, for a story written last October called “Killer Kudzu.”  It was a silly bit, perhaps, of science fiction/biological horror, but answered the call, at 1100 words, for short humor pieces from Yard Dog Press.  The occasion is a second volume of FLUSH FICTION, the first published just ten years ago in April 2006 with a slightly shortened story of mine, “The Dragon Tattoo.”  The idea was a volume of mostly amusing flash fiction suitable to keep in the bathroom for those in need of a brief sit-down and read.  Volume 2, however, will be using slightly longer stories and with an eye for readings/performances at conventions on the editors/publishers’ circuit to help advertise the Yard Dog line (including, I might add, a five-volume series, BUBBAS OF THE APOCALYPSE, of which I have stories in the first four from 2001 to 2007, an oblique reference to which also appears below for March 17, et al., re. “Bubba Claus Conquers the Martians”).  But also for its original purpose.

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  1. Kudzu –HA! I remember reading a story about killer kudzu back in the late 80’s or early 90’s. I guess it is still with us. BTW, I love that idea, “BUBBA’S OF THE APOCALYPSE!

  2. Marge, thanks! Of the Bubbas, perhaps my high point was in volume 3, INTERNATIONAL HOUSE OF BUBBAS, with a story titled “Ole Bubba and the Forty Steves.” (Accent over the “e” in “Ole” — from the crowd’s shouts during the running of the bulls, with zombies added, in Pamplona Spain.)

  3. At the end, Bubba was awarded the bulls’ ears and tails, as a matador might be, but luckily for him new sort-of girlfriend Margie Anna (originally from Baton Rouge) knew Cajun cooking.




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