Someone Else to Someone Else

• 2012-05-31

  

  februaryy:

  Issue 8 of Red Lightbulbs features so so many good things.  I’m not even going to try to list them.

  One of mine is slipped in here.

  Source: februaryy

• 2012-05-30

  TMD Writes: Daily Short #30

  tmdwrites:

  Today’s Daily Short is The Spirits of Imaginary Animals, by Simon Jacobs. This story was published in the March 2012 issue of Bluestem Magazine, and you can read it or listen to Simon read it in his calm, clear baritone. It’s only a few minutes long and a great respite after a long day…

  Source: tmdwrites

• 2012-05-29

  

  narcissistmag:

  “Enough Space for Tiny Thoughts” by Simon Jacobs

  Here’s the thing: I am actually a ghost. 

  I haunt. I manifest in narrow, cramped spaces. These are my homes. I am under your chair, beneath your footrest. I am inside your rolltop desk. You don’t know it, but I have to fold myself backwards to fit inside.

  I spring out when you open it, palms open and begging. I have this annoying, eager expression on my face. You smack me back inside, slam that desk closed and vow never to open it again. Then you sit down and put your head in your hands. We both do. Except I press my hand against my forehead, because that’s all there’s space for.

  If you sit really, really still you can hear me laughing, but never very heartily. I’m more of a chuckling ghost. Like, “Oh, how amusing,” or, “Life can be ironic sometimes.”

  I have a red right hand, like the song. It’s not particularly sinister, though, just cold and exposed. In winter it stands out like a glove.

  And instead of black coats, I wear hoodies. I have a special one that I use when I haunt. It’s white, or it used to be. It’s a little off now, like my complexion and the color under my eyes. 

  I can’t really slide in and out of places at will; I’m not one of those ghosts. I’m more the kind who stays where he died, lurking and waiting for people to haunt.

  I’m always hovering just a step behind. I am so close. I will take your shoulders, but that is all that I’ll touch. I hope it’s not too cold.

  We can never be more than friends, you and I.

  Our faces are too much alike.

  Simon edits the Safety Pin Review—a wearable medium for microfiction—and troubles the darkest corners of simonajacobs.blogspot.com. You have never witnessed a full-bodied scream.

  Source: narcissistmag

• 2012-05-21

  

  Issue Twenty-Six of the Safety Pin Review, by David Tomaloff— which is being worn around Turkey (!) this week by Jeremy Reed— is now live.

• 2012-05-14

  Object #1.

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  The Safety Pin Review was recently written up in the Dayton Daily News, and you should check it out straightaway.

• 2012-05-06

  YUP - The Safety Pin Review Has Broken Through to Italy.

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  TMD Writes: Daily Short #5

  tmdwrites:

  So far I’ve given you stories you can read and stories you can listen to, so how about a story you can wear? That’s right, I’m talking about the Safety Pin Review. The SPR is a DIY lit mag that publishes a new story (almost) every week. Each story is 30 words or less, is painted on a patch,…

  Source: tmdwrites

• 2012-04-25

  

  A set of eight photos of our 25th issue, captured by our operative in Boston— “The Coastal Swap”— are now live on the Safety Pin Review site.

• 2012-04-23

  

  I have a story, “As She Comes Back (Dedications 7-10),” published in Monkeybicycle today. I would love for you to read it and let me know what you think.