
My flash fiction story “Dog Down the Stairs” was selected for the 2024 Nemadji Review, which is published by the University of Wisconsin-Superior. I’m so excited to be included in the Review because I graduated from the University of Wisconsin-Superior, a small but mighty force for liberal arts and education majors. Every time I walk onto the campus of my alma mater, happy memories flood my soul, and I feel as though I’m being hugged.
Last night the dedicated editorial staff of The Nemadji Review held a reading for the writers whose works appear in this year’s journal. What a delightful evening! Beautiful prose and poems were read by writers in a cozy and inviting auditorium filled with a supportive audience, followed by conversations with fellow writers while eating scrumptious treats. I had a brownie and a cookie!
I think I’m getting better at these readings. Before last night’s event, I read an essay at another journal launch in April. After I finished my five-minute reading and took my seat, I realized that I hadn’t had an “out of body” experience while reading. Before that, somewhere in the middle of a reading, fear would always take over, and I would become disconnected from the written word. I would no longer be able to put any emotion into the words because I would need all my energy to wade through my fear in order to finish reading. However, last night I did it again — I made it through my allotted reading time without having an “out of body” experience.
Maybe the brownie I ate before I read gave me courage. Or maybe I’ve come to realize the floor isn’t going to crack open and swallow me. Flying monkeys aren’t going to whisk me off stage. And my tenth-grade speech teacher isn’t going to present me with a grade.
I also think, because I keep reading in front of people, my flight or fight mode has relaxed. It’s decided there is no reason for concern. Best to save the adrenaline for real emergencies.
[To read my story click here, then scroll to page 94 of the journal.]

Congratulations. I wondered if anyone I knew would have something published. I’m sorry I couldn’t attend as I had a conflict.
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Lynn Watson and Tina Higgins Wussow also had work published in the Review. It was a lovely event! When I read, I practiced what Carol Dunbar taught us.
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Wow. Powerful and sad. You graduated from University of Wisconsin-Superior? Congrats. I never attended, but I have ties to the school.
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Thank you for your comments on my story. Yes, I graduated from UWS with a degree in history and English, and a certification to teach. What are your ties to the school?
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My uncle once taught geology there. Long time ago. He left about 1980? He’s since passed away. I’ve been told (have not seen it) that an athletic building is named after my godmother who taught there for years. She is in her 90s now and presently lives in Duluth.
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Oh, my gosh! We loved Dr. Lydia! She was an institution and a tour de force. Loved her spunk and dedication. I probably would recognize your uncle’s name too, as I was in school in 1980.
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Oh my gosh! What a small world! You know my Aunt (as we called her when we were kids) Lydia!
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She once had a German shepherd named Fritz.
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I’m happy that she made such a last positive impression.
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Beautiful illustrations—even it that isn’t a German shepherd.
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I, too, like the picture of the dog!
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Congratulations!
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Congratulations! Although the link didn’t work for me 😦 Can you send it to my email? Thank you!
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Hi Lynn. I sent you an email with the link.
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See, all you needed is some practice! Congrats on getting your story published. I submitted but they didn’t want mine. Probably because it had something to do with a professor abusing his students. 🙂
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I’ve submitted a couple of other times to Nemadji Review, but this is the first time I had anything accepted. And the story they accepted had been passed over by other publications.
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Congrats, Vickie! I have no idea how you came up with such a unique story. I’m so logical and concrete that I don’t think I could do it. Do you have a secret you could share?
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Hi Lois. I have thought about your question a lot. I wish this was a conversation we could have by phone or in-person. But maybe I’ll blog about some different ideas. I read a lot of short stories and fiction. A friend of mine and I started a Short Story Club. Instead of reading a book and talking about it, we read a short story and talk about it. We pick it apart and look at how the writer put their story together. But I know that’s not what you’re asking. I think I have an idea that might work for people. I will blog about it. I will try to post something in a week.
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Congratulations Vicki! Your story carries a lot of weight in a short space. I admire this type of short story writing. Great job!
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Thank you, Sally. Your kind words mean a lot to me.
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Wow Hank is quite the jerk, isn’t he? Hope he treats the baby nicer than he does the dog, or her for that matter. Good story 👍.
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Yeah, Hank is a jerk. I’m glad you liked the story.
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I did!
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