Archive for December, 2010

Where old and new converge …

A new year, a new era … the right moment for some announcements.

As regular readers probably noticed, 2010 was a year of the symbiosis of old and new … new editors, old editors shifting place and, not less capable of their task, they brought it to a surprising result. Of course I want to thank all of them, both old and new, for their time, their talent and their enthousiasm in bringing you quality literature.

First of all I want to announce we have three new co-editors: Amber Bromer as assistant poetry-editor, Alan Garvey in charge of (poetry) reviews, and soon Tiffany De Vos, who will continue the fresh series of interviews for the Art Section.

Among our editors we welcome Meghan Barnes as non-fiction editor, continue to praise Luis Rivas, this time as poetry editor, and of course our most valuable Allie, a rock to build on, as fiction editor and co-ordinator of the Pushcart Prize Nominations.

There’s also some news from our previous Editor-in-chief Richard Wink who founded a print magazine together with Ben Smith (for link and more information see post below) and from Joseph M. Gant, until short our poetry editor, who just released the Anthology of S & M Magazine at SAM Publishing. I hope you all will take a look at both initiatives!

2011 will be a very busy year for us, besides our regular issues for poetry, fiction and non-fiction, we have a ton of reviews waiting to be unleashed on you and art interviews of at least 5 or 6 artists coming. Where the grand innovation in 2010 was our participation to the Pushcart Prize, we are still considering Gloom Cupboard in print for 2011. This however doesn’t mean it will be immediately taken care of. As always and unfortunately practical agreements and arrangements slow down a process that is already a huge undertaking for anyone who starts it.

With this word of thanks to all our readers, contributors, writers and artists, I salute you!

Lena Vanelslander

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Horror Sleaze Trash in print!

A creation from the founder of this site, Richard Wink, and the Australian poet, Ben Smith! Now in print!



For more information …

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I will give the Swiss this much; they know how to float.

In the nearby town of Zuchwil, there is a sprawling sports center with tennis courts, mini-golf, soccer fields, ice rink, and a maze of pools.  All kinds of pools.  Indoor and outdoor.  Heated and not-heated.  Baby pools and adult-only pools.  So many ways to differentiate one pool from another.

There are pools with slides and inner-tubes and kids diving for neon-colored sticks, just for the giggles of it, and lots of splashing and screaming and laughing and some intermittent crying.  Somebody always cries.  But the girls, just like the boys, are free to wear only swim bottoms and the women of all ages—both mothers and the grandmothers –have wonderfully fit bodies—sensible, modest, whole-grain-responsible-farming-type bodies that look like they have never been sick a day in their life and don’t have artificial preservatives holding together their joints.


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Once upon a time artists were radicals.  I mean, like blatant radicals.  Nowadays, some (I don’t know about most, but for my argument we’re just going to say some) artists are activists, but only off camera, or outside of their professional artwork.  I cannot pinpoint the exact time and date when it all changed, but I’m pretty sure I was close to the age of 10 and it was sometime in the early 90s.  Oh yeah, when that one eastern European union-thing fell.  That probably did it. (more…)

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Poetry # 129

In this chubby issue, Amber and myself bring you a greasy plate spilling over the sides with frightening and friendly ex-lovers, cold and calculating Canadians, documentarians of debauchery, nicotine fiends, odorous loners and overall disturbed and creative individuals, comforting themselves with the cuddly lie that just because I write about madness does not make me mad, as they scrape the skin off their faces and smear blood on the branches of Christmas trees.

Happy Holidays from everyone here at Gloom Cupboard! (more…)

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The Ritalin Riddle

The Ritalin Riddle
Matthew Dexter

The Crime

They needed gasoline to travel across country. Yet once the stolen credit cards were cancelled there was no more cash to turn to. Theft was the only option. It had been so innocuous and easy. Three successful gas runs and nearly a thousand miles of pavement. But now he was drinking whiskey, sitting with the bottle between his legs as she pulled up next to the pump. Perhaps this was simpler earlier in the evening when there were more cars. Three in the morning is not the best time to pull off a gas run. He walked into the convenient store to take a piss. He walked out of the bathroom and the doors were locked. The cashier knew what was happening. He could have taken off his sandals and made a dash through the plate-glass window, if he had any courage. But he didn’t. The cashier opened a pack of smokes and began taking deep drags on the menthol. “Are you gonna pay for that?” she asked. I could have asked you the same thing, he answered in his head. Who the hell gives her the right to steal from the store while calling the police to report a robbery? “You think I’m stupid?” she asked. He was not so smooth when he was drunk and wired.

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The votes are cast and the stamp is licked.  The best poems and stories on Gloom Cupboard for 2010 have been nominated.  Since 1976, the Pushcart Prize has been awarded to the best “poetry, short fiction, essays or literary whatnot”.

Founded by such famous persons as Buckminster Fuller, Joyce Carol Oates, Ralph Ellison, and Gordon Lish, the Pushcart Prize is awarded annually and the stories published in a book that represents the best of American literature.  The “2011 Pushcart Prize” just came out in November with the best of 2009.  The 2010 nominations that were due December 1 will be judged and the winners published next November in the “2012 Pushcart Prize” book.

So what did we find outstanding?  If you pick up a copy of a Pushcart, you’ll see stiff competition, so we took this process seriously.  We didn’t nominate the people we liked the best or even the most popular stories.  These are pieces that moved us; pieces that said something in a way we hadn’t experienced before; pieces that should be read again. Here they are:


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