by Nathan Leslie | Oct 29, 2012 | Book Excerpts
It was still dark when Chelsea rattled my arm, waking me up. “Get up,” she said. She said it was time for me to earn my worth. I wasn’t sure what this meant, but I was about to find out. I didn’t know then what time it was (four in the morning), but this would soon be...
by Nathan Leslie | Jun 4, 2012 | Creative Non-Fiction
During my morning jogs around the neighborhood I used to see a blue Jeep Rav 4 equipped with a pair of tan lifelike testicles dangling from the rear axle. Every time I’d run past the house I’d wonder what the owner of the Jeep was perchance thinking. I’d wonder what...
by Nathan Leslie | May 25, 2012 | Of Literary Interest, Writing
In my fantasy world grocery stores would carry short story collections, placing them right next to the cash registers—next to the Kit-Kats and Twizzlers. One of the ironies of American readership is that novels sell better than short story collections. This has always...
by Nathan Leslie | Apr 9, 2012 | Creative Non-Fiction
Recently I’ve been reflecting on my relationship to technology (or lack thereof). While I’m a notch or two short of a pure Luddite (I do drive, I can’t avoid a computer screen and maintain employment), I find myself distrustful of technology at best, and as a writer...
by Nathan Leslie | Mar 21, 2011 | Short Fiction
Afternoons Mason fishes from the crest of Meadow Haven. By three he has completed his school work, said his afternoon prayers, done his part to advance the mission by e-mailing potential converts from the database. He can enjoy some rest and relaxation. As far as he...
