If you wrote a story and wrapped it with duct tape, if you hung it from the wall, if you set it on a turntable and spun it on 45, if you poked it full of needles, if you scratched your head with it, if you filled a pie and crisscrossed it with dough, if you bound it with wire, if it found its way into your cereal bowl, if you drank from it at night before sleep, if it followed behind your car and ran you off the road and left you stranded in nowhere Detroit … . Well … Maybe, just maybe, you’ve written an anti-story.
What is an Anti-story? We at Public Pool can only guess, but on February 22nd, six writers will potluck, neighborhood style, reading short works on the subject or maybe avoid it entirely.
Come Potluck with us. Talk, Drink, Eat, Listen.
Brent Blak Smith