Today is the last post of 12 discussing the stories in my forthcoming Measuring Time & Other Stories (out in September from Wiseblood Books). For the past months, I’ve been sharing the composition history of these stories that I’ve worked on and lived with for years. I’ve enjoyed journeying back in time and reflecting on these stories, and I’m excited for readers to enter the fictional worlds I’ve created.
It’s mid-August in Central Texas, which means that it’s even hotter than it was when last I wrote in this space. At the end of the previous week, I finished my final edits on the final proof of Measuring Time & Other Stories (out next month from Wiseblood Books). And today, I’m reflecting on one of my favorite stories in the book: “The Rez Fairy.”
Of all the pieces in Measuring Time & Other Stories (out this fall from Wiseblood Books), this is the only story not set in the Midwest. Rather, it is set in Portland, Oregon, where my wife and I lived for three years. This is also the story in the collection that most explicitly involves religious faith, and the lack thereof.