Thank you to Jacqueline Vogtman and the Kelsey Review for nominating my short story for the 2017 PEN America/Robert J Dau Short Story Prize for Emerging Writers. I’m honored.
You can read YBMATLW for free on the Kelsey Review from the link below.
It’s about khaki pants, werewolves, and Drake.
If you’d like to know more about PEN America: goo.gl/OQ72Hh
Very excited to announce that we’ve nominated Mark Galarrita’s story, “Young Brown Man and the Laundromat Werewolf” for the PEN/Robert J. Dau Short Story Prize for Emerging Writers, which recognizes twelve emerging fiction writers each year for their debut short story published during a given calendar year in a literary magazine. Let’s keep our fingers crossed for him! You can read his story here: https://kelseyreview.com/…/young-brown-man-and-the-laundro…/
If you enjoyed my short story, YOUNG BROWN MAN AND THE LAUNDROMAT WEREWOLF from The Kelsey Review, you might like the following stories and music that inspired it:
- Haruki Murakami’s THE STRANGE LIBRARY is a short novelette about a boy who goes to a library, gets captured, and has to escape. A rat man, a shadowy girl, and a psychotic librarian are all involved. You can buy it here: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-strange-library-haruki-murakami/1120262519 or borrow it at your library.
Here’s one of Murakami’s short stories from The New Yorker that you can read for free right now: http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2011/09/05/town-of-cats
- E Decker’s FOREVER NOW:
A short story available at Fireside Fiction. It’s about a child who gets lost at a mall. When she asks for help, the first person she meets asks if her parents exploded.
- Neil Gaiman’s HOW TO TALK TO GIRLS AT PARTIES:
It’s about two guys who head to a party to meet girls, but nothing is as it seems.
Here are some songs that inspired it:
- Childish Gambino: 3005
- Jhene Aiko and Childish Gambino: Bed Peace
- Drake and Jhene Aiko: From Time
My short story, YOUNG BROWN MAN AND THE LAUNDROMAT WEREWOLF, has been published by The Kelsey Review. You can read it online: here. Word count: 3471. Genre: YA
It was the fear of being alone that scared Winston the most. Not dying on his deathbed or being killed by circumstance. The thought of living for nothing scared him. He woke up promptly in the morning, ran his two mile around the city and prepared for work. He arrived ten minutes prior to the office and spent the next ten hours at the computer. He would eat at his desk and while others would watch the draft prospects for the next season’s NFL teams, Winston would stare at his afternoon spreadsheets. He would leave work at six, an hour after everyone had already left, and drive home to his studio to stare at the wall or the glow of his Lenovo laptop.
But it was at night when he thought about the empty side of his mattress. The meals shared alone. The moments, watching the dial of the clock move right by him. It was only then that he realized that his fear was his own undoing, and his sadness a burden that he could never escape. There was no one to blame for the silence except himself.
Mejia tried to email me in the past. The days moved on with no reply. I chose to sit alone instead, The Bottle in front of me.
We were boys once. Teens. We ignored signs. Rajeev always looked distant, lost. It wasn’t until we read his obituary that we knew.