Submissions are Open. Sunset, Sunrise.

Please note that we have updated our submissions page to reflect the fact that we are now reading for Issue #3. Submissions remain open, but we have decided to close consideration for #2. All further work received will be considered for #3.

Our present plan is to publish on a roughly academic schedule through this year–fall release for #2 around September, and then a winter release for #3 around January. Submissions will very likely remain open throughout, and we will notify everyone when we transition to a new issue. We also have some special projects in the works (very exciting!) that may require some schedule shifts–we will of course let you know when we know!

Vermillion Reading: a story in too many pictures

We at Sun Star Review are absurdly lucky people. We are lucky to have received so many great submissions to our humble startup journal. We are lucky for the chance to publish all the wonderful writers whose work appeared in our inaugural. And we are tremendously lucky to have so many friends and supporters in the Seattle writerly community. On Tuesday, August 2, we were reminded of just how special that community is for our belated inaugural reading at Vermillion in Capital Hill. The turnout was incredible, and a full house was treated to the work of Sun Star contributors Justine Chan, Mark Petterson, Maria Rosa Mills, Rachel Linn, and Adriana Campoy (who, speaking of luck, just happened to be swinging through Seattle for a couple days after returning from her usual study at an obscure school called Cambridge or some such thing). And superstar Seattle poet Alison Stagner reminded us that she is a superstar. The evening wrapped up with a set from The Bailey Range, and we would be grossly negligent if we failed to offer special thanks to Josh Potter (writer, drummer, and general good dude), who put in so much work to bring this reading together!

[Pictured from top, left to right: pregame; Miranda opens ceremonies; more Miranda as MC; Justine Chan; Mark Petterson; a vagrant; Maria Rosa Mills; Rachel Linn; more Rachel Linn; sparkle shoes for some reason; superstar Alison Stagner; Adriana Campoy; The Bailey Range; more The Bailey Range (Josh Potter on drums!)]

Submissions Update

Due to the number and qualify of submissions we have received during our Issue #2 round, we are likely to close up submissions for that issue in the very near future. No firm date yet, but likely very soon, so if you would like to be considered for our upcoming issue, please submit ASAP.

But if you miss it, please still submit! We will still be accepting submissions after the closing date, but everything received after that point will be read for Issue #3, very tentatively set for a Winter ’17 release…

…which seems to be a good moment to stop for some quick reflection. It’s a bit surreal to think back to starting up in January, and then be here talking about opening submissions for Issue #3. This whole project has so far exceeded our expectations, and we are so, so grateful to everyone who has submitted great work, to our issue contributors, to our readers, and to everyone who has helped to get this all together!

Our First Reading: August 2

reading poster color smallWe’re teaming up with The Bailey Range to host a Night of Literature and Music in Seattle on August 2. We’ll have readings from some of our first issue authors and editors followed by music from The Bailey Range. Help us spread the word and join us is if you can! It’s gonna be a great night.

Details

Where: Vermillion Art Gallery and Bar, 1508 11th Ave, Seattle

When: 5 pm

Who’s Reading: 

  • Adriana Campoy
  • Justine Chan
  • Rachel Linn
  • Maria Rosa Mills
  • Mark Petterson
  • Alison Stagner

And a special thanks for Vermillion Art Gallery and Bar for allowing us to use their space for the event!

Meet the Author: Rachel Linn

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We were thrilled to feature Rachel’s story, “Pass Slipped Stitch Over to Decrease,” in our first issue. Rachel earned her MFA at the University of Washington where she was a recipient of the Eugene Van Buren Prize. Recently, she’s served as the book expo coordinator for the APRIL Festival in Seattle. You can read Rachel’s most recent publication over at The Future Fire.

What is your favorite place to write in/at?

Up until recently, it was my kitchen.  I’m not much for cooking, so it was relatively uncluttered with utensils or food ingredients and also quite sunny.  I’ve moved and haven’t found a new spot that I like as much.

We love the way your story explores connections between knitting (a pastime is often thought of as very domestic) and mountain climbing (something tends to be considered pretty adventuresome and wild). What gave you that idea? What made you want to write a story drawing these two seemingly disparate activities together?

I wrote about knitting and mountaineering because I do both things myself and I’m always noticing how similarly technical these activities are, in addition to their shared reliance on knots and friction.  For example, in climbing, you often use one rope–plus belay devices, pulleys and other tools–for safety under normal circumstances as well as to set up rescue systems when things go wrong.  Knitting is not that different.  You have a set of needles and a few other tools (tassel makers, stitch holders, etc.) that you use to turn a skein of yarn into any number of things.  Also, in both cases, you can undo the whole system and return it to being just a coil of rope or ball of yarn.

Did the artwork or the story come first? What did the process of creating a multi-genre work look like for you?

Nearly all of the artwork is based on photographs, most of which were taken by me before the story was written.  However, though the drawn images definitely happened after the last draft was completed, I tend to visualize scenes and settings vividly while I’m writing (and try to capture what I see, though often not as successfully as I would like!), so it seemed natural to add illustrations–and expand the world within the story a bit through them.

 If you could spend one day as any plant, animal, or non-human organism, what would you be?

A ponderosa pine or madrone tree

Meet the Author: Steve Werkmeister

Steve Werkmeister photoSteve’s story, “Going Home,” is featured in our first issue and he was kind enough to answer some of our questions about his work and writing habits. You can read more of Steve’s work at his blog https://stevesofgrass.wordpress.com/ or find him on Twitter @SteveWerkmyster. Steve’s first poetry collection, The Unauthorized Autobiography: Composed of Fragments, Distortions, Mythologies & Lies,  will be published with PunksWritePoemsPress later this year.

 

What is your favorite place to write in/at? 

I tend to work at the kitchen table (I teach online), so that’s where I write, too. It kind of depends on genre, but I’ll usually write first drafts of poems with pen and paper, and prose just straight on the laptop. The table is close to the back door, and we have a couple dogs that are constantly going in and out. I also spend an embarrassing number of hours each week staring at the birds, the squirrels, tree branches moving in the wind, leaves giving up the ghost. I kind of have to be alone, too, so I’ll write before the kids get up or after everyone else goes to school or work. I talk out loud when I write, sometimes, trying to find how the words fit together or just cussing at the screen. I’m almost, but not quite, old enough to get away with that in public, so it’s probably best I stay home.

We were so excited when we received this story in our inbox. The voice just caught us and wouldn’t let us go. How do you tend to find the voices of your stories and, specifically, how did this one come to you?

I don’t know. That’s not a dodge. For the most part, I think I steal voices. “Going Home” is the last of a seven-story cycle (it was the fifth one written), and reading through those stories, I can hear a steady stream of samples from Tim O’Brien, Junot Diaz, Bret Easton Ellis, Denis Johnson, maybe bits of Atwood or Flannery O’Connor on good days. Shakespeare and Chaucer pop in once in a while, and it’s obvious I’ve listened to a lot of Tom Waits over the past couple decades. I’ve described my writing as postmodern lite. I don’t even pretend to originality.

For this particular story, I first heard the voice while in the car line outside my son’s elementary one afternoon  back in December, waiting for him to come out. I had a vague idea of the set up, the narrator and his uncle driving home, but I was frustrated and just messing around on my phone, waiting  for my kid, and all of a sudden it was there in my ear, those first couple paragraphs–a guy coming apart and getting stuck on semantics. He wants to get it right, but he can’t even get the first sentence down. He was like a living stutter. I was actually in the minivan, by myself, talking the beginning out loud, windows down, little kids and their parents scurrying by and giving me side glances. I started typing as soon as we got home.

 The ending of this story just wrecked us and we thought it was beautifully put together on the language level of the story. Did you know the story was going to end this way when you first started writing it or did it surprise you?

I wasn’t sure; I really just started with a voice in a truck. I was ready to just leave it open, the truck kind of pushing off and getting enveloped by dark. There’s a part in the story where Derek is thinking about driving in the dark, how it’s an act of trust and maybe we’re just carving the road out of nothingness as we go along, and I thought that was going to be the ending, but then it just kept going. Another possibility was getting to his sister’s, his boxes piled up in the driveway, just sitting there smoking cigarettes as the dawn shoos away night, but it seemed like he was too far gone for that.  I needed something that would  work not only as the ending to the story, but also the ending to the cycle, and I finally realized I wanted a sure ending (postmodernism be damned!), so it was easier after that.

 If you could spend one day as any plant, animal, or non-human organism, what would you be?

That’s tough. I talk a lot, even to myself or the dogs. Actually, a lot of times, I don’t even talk. I’ll just make random noises. So something like a dolphin would make sense. On the other hand, I don’t know if I’ve seen anything taken with such joyous rapture as our dog Lucy fetching a ball, and it would be nice to experience something so uncomplicated and pure. When it comes down to it, though, I would choose to be a wolf. It’s the total package–beauty and blood, confidence and shadow. I would love to spend a day exploring the darker parts of the forest as a wolf.

First Issue Wrap: Awards

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While we greatly value the contributions of all our editors and assistants, one staff member clearly stood head and shoulders above the rest. We are pleased to announce that Mab Q. Snifflecat has won our first “Editor of the Issue” prize. Pictured: Mab, being her usual helpful self as Miranda was trying to push through the final proofs.