 artwork by Marty D. Ison |
So, why do I mention the above? Well, it's funny how our priorities can sometimes be pointed out to us. It would have been very easy to fall into bed myself once he was settled in, but SmokeLong was calling my name. Sixteen terrific flashes and sixteen interviews with the equally amazing writers were begging to be seen. There were bellies to be kissed (Roderick Leyland), pencils to empty (Daphne Buter), and sins to commit (Ira Socol). And water all over the place (Cami Park, Tiff Holland, Frank Haberle, and John McCaffrey). But sleep, sweet, alluring sleep was calling to me, too. What would you do?
A few years ago, I might well have said, "Ah, it can wait until tomorrow." In fact, with regard to just about any job I've ever held, this would have been (and still would be) my response. But literature engages our passions (or at least mine) in a way that little else does. Just as a six-year-old boy whose cheeks are flushed the color of Scooby-Doo Valentines illustrates the frailty of the human condition, so, too does fiction remind us of what it is to be human, and engages us in our own humanity.
Or maybe I just haven't had enough sleep and I'm waxing philosophical. But I don't think so. Please enjoy leafing through the pieces contained herein. Darby Larson and Kathy Fish have done an outstanding job assembling them. When you've finished reading the stories, listen in as the writers sit down with Randall Brown and offer their thoughts on writing (and, by extension, that very humanity). And keep coming back to the beautiful cover art of Marty D. Ison, who always captures the human condition in ways few artists can.
Enjoy the issue. And drink lots of liquids.
Best,
Dave Clapper
Founding Editor, SmokeLong Quarterly
March 15, 2005
