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Friendly Follow: Hazel Foster

One of the great things about Twitter and other such social media outlets is that I get a chance to chat briefly with folks I would never meet otherwise. So it goes with Hazel Foster (@HazelKFoster on Twitter). She is a writer and works with the good folks at Dzanc Books. Her work has been featured in several online literary outlets (Knee Jerk, Metazen, PANK, Kill Author, and more). Her website and blog has some links to her current works online.

Her most recent (as of this writing) piece of fiction is How the Woods Sound After Death, online at Metazen.

First Lines

Max crouches.The bottle of rum, cradled in the triangle his thighs make, tilts but is held firm by tensed muscles. The fish eyes him sideways, and the sun, stumbling through the pine needle sky, tricks Max, the way it hammers light down onto the fish’s scales, the light layering as it falls down each rimless curve of skin. The booze, the sun. The fish moves. It has been dead—mouth open, eyes open—for nearly an hour.

It is a story about dealing with death. It is a short-short story, so I won’t give away too much. Swing on over and read the entire story.

If you have a story of 2,000 words or less that might work for Metazen, they have an online submission manager.

Here is what Metazen is looking for in flash fiction:

Kinds of fiction we like: Experimental fiction, literary fiction, metafiction, meta-meta fiction, magical realism, absurdist fiction, surreal fiction, K-Mart realism, minimalist fiction. We like all of this stuff. We like things that feel true in non-normal ways. We like text that is broken up and structures that seem unfamiliar. We like to read things that show a kind of suffering went into the work. We like pieces that use minimal means to achieve maximum potential.

Have a great weekend, and Happy Writing!

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