Received two lovely copies of the new issue of Little Patuxent Review today. One of the pieces I wrote as a part of the flash fiction module in the fiction workshop I took last semester. I really didn’t produce much quality work in that class. The flash pieces were okay but they were really just prose poems, which I write anyway. I’m glad I branched out to write some longer stories, it was good to get out of my comfort zone, but also disheartening that the stories sucked. Such is life.