The city awakes
A sleepless night on the couch
My computer hums
Welcome to my blog, the New Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette, a publication about fiction, poetry and sex. Yes, the Old Soldier is a much better writer of flash fiction than of haiku poetry; but I sense an intimate connection between flash fiction and haiku.
I’m at my work station now. It’s around 7:00 a.m. I did spend the night on the sofa. It’s dawn. A light rain falls beyond my windows. I wrote this post a little while ago after I turned on the lights and propped myself up on a couple of pillows to scribble on a scrap of paper held against an old note paper binder as I took sips from a 1.5 litter plastic bottle of Pepsi.
The Old Soldier took an interest in haiku after graduating with an MFA in 2006 from the University of Pittsburgh. In my obsession with flash fiction, I saw haiku as another way to explore that “concentration of written language” that is so essential to flash fiction. The best flash fiction and haiku have at least three things in common.
- A concentration of written language
- No unnecessary words
- Much that is implied but never stated
The thunder rumbles
I scribble in my notebook
Birds begin to sing
Thank you for visiting my blog. The New Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette is a blog for writers and poets. It is also a paying market.