New flash essay on TripFiction

Hong Kong, My Twenties

This essay started as a chunk trimmed from As Far as You Can Go Before You Have to Come Back for reasons that had nothing to do with that little packet of excess. Perfectly good words. Sliced from life, in fact. They just needed not to be in that chapter anymore.

I transposed the fiction back to real life and sent it around as an essay. One interested editor, not convinced, encouraged me to go deeper. I sat with whatever that meant, and the second half of the piece happened. In my acceptance letter, the editor wrote “You went there.”