Three Micros in MacQueen’s Quinterly

A huge thank you to editor Clare MacQueen for publishing my three micros in the new issue of MacQueen’s Quinterly. This journal is very special because of how it is organized on the website. It’s a very creative and thoughtful design. These pieces are a sample of what I am working on for my memoir. You might think of them as a hybrid–sort of a cross between micro nonfiction and prose poems. I hope you like them.

Three Linked Micros

Toasting myself (virtually) with a glass of bubbly ;). Non virtually, we had a little family celebration the other day and drank this special prosecco. It’s called Blumond, and it’s made with blue curaçao.

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43 responses to “Three Micros in MacQueen’s Quinterly

  1. Congratulations! Nice bubbly too!

  2. Congratulations, Luanne! Those stories were sad, but the bubbly drink is a happy blue. That’s great that you got to celebrate in person.

  3. Your micros are so well done, Luanne. I enjoyed the way you chose your words so carefully to paint the scene with rich words sparsely used. Excellent writing! You drew out some emotion from me as I read these micros and that’s a sure sign that they are well crafted.

  4. Congratulations on the publication! Those are some intense scenes you’ve written. Well done. I like how you used present tense in these pieces.

    • I first tried past tense, but it wasn’t right. Now I am doing the pieces I am including of my father’s life in past tense and keeping present tense for my own. Thanks, Eilene!

  5. Your micros are beautifully written, and filled with so much emotion. I kept seeing the image of you and your parents all dressed up for your aunt’s wedding. Very incongruous. This is the form that your memoir will type, the linked micro fiction/prose poem?

    • Oh, thank you so much, Liz!!! Interesting what you say about that photo. I mean, there is never one truth to one’s life, is there? And there were good times. Of course, the focus in the overall book will redefine those early moments, but also I gave the editor 7 and she chose these 3 which were probably the most disturbing in terms of the relationship with the parents.

      • You’re welcome, Luanne! You’re right that there is never one truth to one one’s life. I came to find that out about my parents when I was an adult, so much childhood pain. It’s interesting that you gave the editor 7, and she chose those 3. When I read them, I was shocked.

        • Oh my, I’m so sorry you were shocked! But it was shocking as a kid, I admit. I don’t know why . . . . You hint at something very interesting with your parents!!!!!

  6. Hi Luanne, I can recognise the heavy lifting you have done to bring these memories to the surface and imbue them with such meaning in so few words. So evocative and emotional.

  7. Congratulations, Luanne! The micro essays are quite moving. Loved them.

  8. These pieces are wonderful, Luanne. The details you include are just right. Congratulations! I love Prosecco and will have to try some of this lovely Blumond!

  9. Amy

    Very powerful, Luanne. That first really resonated for me because my father and to some extent my mother both had that ability to be both grandma and the wolf at the same time or at least moments apart. The one clear memory I have of my father hitting me (he yelled more than he hit) was when I, like you, refused to go to bed. I thought it was a game when he chased me around the living room. Until he caught me and spanked me. Sigh….

    • Wow. I had no idea you experienced the wolf at your house! Mine probably yelled more than hit, too, but he spanked plenty. Your story about him chasing you just goes to show how little adults understand children!!! How does that happen, I’d like to know. Is it a forgetfulness about what being a child is like that is necessary to being an adult? Hmmm.

      • Amy

        In my dad’s case, it’s likely due to the fact that he had such a miserable childhood and no male role models. His father was disabled and by the time my father was four or five had to be institutionalized. His mother was hospitalized for mental health issues. So not much joy. Only his grandmother Eva Seligman Cohen seems to have given him a sense of security and love.

  10. Congratulations Luanne, the pieces are wonderful. They’re powerful and unsettling, the way they juxtapose innocent childish things with darker themes. They’re extremely vivid – it took only a couple of lines and I was there.

  11. I’ve now read the stories. Wonderful! The attention to detail results in powerful scenes and helps build the suspense throughout.

  12. Love your micros! Your writing is sooo evocative! I’m right there with you!

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