Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Link Corral: Lit Journal Copy Editor Internship; Converse Low-Res MFA App Deadline; New on Redux

Palooka seeks a Copy Editor to fill a literary journal internship opportunity.

The chosen candidate will work remotely, checking facts, proofreading, and line editing all journal content as needed. We produce one to two issues per year (approximately 50 pages each), and the position will begin immediately with work on Palooka #3. Though the internship is unpaid, the candidate will not only gain experience and credibility, but will also have the opportunity to learn how to run a successful literary magazine by working directly with the founder and editor.

The ideal candidate has editing experience, aspires to a career in publishing, is computer literate, Microsoft Word savvy, and demonstrates accuracy and efficiency in completing tasks. Strong communication skills and timely responses via e-mail and telephone are also required.

To apply, please attach a letter of interest tailored to Palooka and this position, along with a resume with at least three references and phone numbers (preferably two are able to attest to your editing experience and abilities) addressed to Jonathan Starke, Editor at <palooka(at)> (replace (at) with @ in sending e-mail). Include the position title (Copy Editor) in the subject line of your e-mail.

The position will remain open until filled. Only shortlisted candidates will be contacted.


Are you ready to take the next step in your writing life?  Do you want to work with acclaimed teachers like Denise Duhamel, Robert Olmstead, and Albert Goldbarth (and me!) Do you want to see what the Chili Cheese A’Plenty at the Beacon Drive-In in Spartanburg is all about? 

Think about joining us at the Converse College Low-Residency MFA Program this summer.  It’s not too late—the deadline for applications in February 15, 2012. 

You can read all the juicy details here. 
There’s a beautiful new short-short posted on Redux:  “Shelf Life of Love” by Virginia Pye: 

“My brother calls from his rental car on the way home from the hospital while I consider lunch meats at the Stop ‘n Shop. He rarely calls, not until recently. My mother used to call all the time. She can’t get the hang of cell phones and besides, they don’t let you use them from in there, where you need them most. The walkie talkies we gave her and Dad a year ago spoon like lovers in a box under their bed. They were supposed to give her peace of mind when she shuffled out on errands and left him alone. But now she is the one in the hospital and there’s no one at the apartment. Still, the double bed, I imagine, is neatly made, the bedspread faded but clean. She would have wanted it nice for my brother when he got back from visiting her at the end of the day. So far, though, he insists on staying with her, sleeping in a recliner chair like the ones we sat in at the end with Dad. The report from my brother is brief, inconclusive. He’ll get back to me when he has more news. We hang up without saying good bye.”

Read the rest here.


DC-area author Leslie Pietrzyk explores the creative process and all things literary.