Close Encounters

Close Encounters examines the modern world of myth and religion — or, as we know it the culture of celebrity, madness, and the freakishly surreal. Join strippers, snarky washouts, corporate middlemen and others on their wild rides through weird circumstances in which the world bends a little and they catch a sliver of Heaven. Or Hell. Or maybe just Whitney Houston.

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Excerpts

“There were always two, even as they all thought we were only one, even as you listen incredulously and think, no, there is only one, one voice, one story. Although it is true that sometimes it is one voice or the other or one story or the other, please be clear: this is our story.”—Read “In Fetu” at Unlikely Stories

“In the movie version of my life, I will play myself. If I’m not available, I’ll be played by Scarlett Johansson or Christina Ricci. Or Kate Hudson, if we’re targeting the finicky Midwestern markets.”—Read “The Movie Version of My Life” at Failbetter

“When she sees the garbage truck heading down the alley, Helen thinks of her electroshock treatments back in the fifties. She was nineteen or twenty, and would have what the doctors called “premonitions” that kept her inside the house. Visions of Baltimore City being bombed or Saint Stanislaus Church burning brighter than the sun, angels shooting out of the steeples and becoming gentle white clouds. Except the visions never really came true. And after the treatments, she stopped having premonitions, but began hearing voices. Although she didn’t tell anyone about those.”—Read “Discount” at The Pedestal Magazine