May News & Notes



Look for “Before She Was My Mother” (originally published by The Woolf) in Best Microfiction 2022




Right now...


* You can read “The Work” at The Cafe Irreal:

http://cafeirreal.alicewhittenburg.com/thurber14.htm


And here are a few new 50 word stories available at Fifty Word Stories:


*The Last Performance

http://fiftywordstories.com/2022/04/13/bob-thurber-the-last-performance/


* The Secret Revealed

http://fiftywordstories.com/2022/03/30/bob-thurber-the-secret-revealed/


* Ripples (Another misadventure of The Broken Boys)

http://fiftywordstories.com/2022/01/26/bob-thurber-ripples-another-misadventure-of-the-broken-boys/


* A Writer’s Monotonous Search for Meaning

http://fiftywordstories.com/2022/02/28/bob-thurber-a-writers-monotonous-search-for-meaning/


The Spring issue of The Dribble Drabble Review has "gathered a beautiful (and sometimes prickly) bouquet of *story blossoms* " A couple of them authored by me.

But there are no direct links, so I’ve pasted the selections below.

But do visit the site and read more.


https://www.thedribbledrabblereview.com/

(Little-ature in 50 (a Dribble) & 100 (a Drabble) Words)


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First Monday of Every Month at the Pineapple Inn

https://www.thedribbledrabblereview.com/


It was more than a craving for something sweet, more than relief for an unreachable itch. We needed regular surrender to something beyond everyday compromises and concessions, something beyond day-to-day responsibilities and obligations, desperate to be somewhere we didn’t need to be, embracing someone we had no business being with.


— Bob Thurber, USA



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Narrative Chess

https://www.thedribbledrabblereview.com/



Sometimes people who know a little about my childhood ask, “How did you survive all of that and still end up OK?”


I take their inquiries to mean they suspect I should be significantly more damaged than whatever degree they judge me to be. Which makes me wonder if they appreciate how very seriously fucked up I am?


So I asked a close friend, a Buddhist monk, his opinion: How broken do you think I am, seriously?


And straightaway, in less time than an eye blink, he said: That’s the wrong question, my friend. Play nice. It’s still your turn.


— Bob Thurber, USA



Also:


* I’ll be judging Pulp Literature's "2022 Hummingbird Flash Fiction Prize"

https://pulpliterature.com/contest-news-the-2022-hummingbird-flash-fiction-prize-is-now-open/



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------ All I ask is that you stay in touch. Thank you for reading.


- Bob

http://www.bobthurber.net/


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