In the last several years a movement has been underway to declare May the month of the short story. As there are no governing bodies deciding what months mean — and that itself would be a hair-too-whimsical of a short story plot — this is a grassroots movement. To contribute to that movement, I hereby present, every day this month, a short story link.
TODAY: The Passionate Male Prostitute, by Blake Butler
Atlanta’s Blake Butler is part of an inchoate group of writers I’m calling southern gothic by way of Robot Chicken. While older writers are angsting over whether to Tweet or not, this generation is publishing everywhere and anywhere, from the handmade small press, to websites, to Harper Perennial. If the distortion and feedback of Butler’s intense riffing is too loud, you may very well be too boring.
