“Jen Michalski’s second novel is an intense emotional commitment, but a worthwhile one.” – Ploughshares
“Jen is an astonishingly sensitive writer.” – HTML Giant
“Jen Michalski excels in subtlety that is made possible by her nuanced understanding of voice.” – The Rumpus
“Jen is a writerly heavyweight.” – Nate Brown, American Short Fiction
“We’re lucky to have Michalski before the rest of the world discovers her. But they will.” – Baltimore City Paper
On the horizon
I have a little piece, "Evolution," coming out in Bananafish Magazine that is part of a bigger piece, a wikipedia-style novella, on which I'm working. Anyway, thanks to Daniel, top banana at Bananafish, for believing in it.
My novel is close to being finished. Every time I think about what is going to happen next in the holes I need to fill, great things occur to me. This novel has lots of people and things happening in it. I am proud and scared about it.
I had a dream with all my relatives in it, dead and alive. We were at a Catholic church (naturally, because we are Catholic, if only in name these days), and had retired to the basement to have a luncheon. I remember what everyone was wearing, even if it didn't make sense, like my 30-something cousin's powder blue rayon shorts and short-sleeve button-down shirt. I wore a white blouse that I got a flick of meatball sauce on. My dead Aunt Teresa wore mismatched white sandals. We were a gathering of pastels and comfort food. But if heaven was just a big Polish bull roast at the church or VFW, I think I would be okay with that.