Dear friends — a while back (a few years ago), I launched a madly ambitious plan to post a new little story every week. I burned out. I liked the idea though, so I’m going to try to post a new little story once a month, on the last Sunday of every month. Well, I did one for yesterday, but couldn’t access my account. So here it is as a screenshot of very messy writing. There’s a bottom line that you can’t see because I decided I didn’t like it. It’s a true story. Enjoy.
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Stephanie Barbé Hammer is a prose writer, magical realist, and a committed, intermittent poet. A 5-time nominee for the Pushcart Prize she has published work in Hayden's Ferry, Pearl, CRATE, Rhapsoidia, NYCBigCityLit, the East Jasmine Review, Apeiron, Inlandia, Literary Alchemy and the Bellevue Literary Review among other places. Her fabulist novel _The Puppet Turners of Narrow Interior_ appeared in March 2015 with Urban Farmhouse Press. Her poetry collection _How Formal?_ was published in 2014 with Spout Hill Press and her prose poem collection _SEX WITH BUILDINGS_ was published in May 2012 by Dancing Girl Press. Stephanie is addicted to teaching; she taught composition for the first time ever at Edmonds Community College. She is currently managing editor for SHARK REEF literary magazine and trying to make something happen with her second novel manuscript.
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