It is April 4th. Always I am late with those things, but their significance is not lessened by my tardiness.

Seven years ago, on March 30th, Alan Dundes passed away while teaching his graduate folklore seminar. I wrote a flash piece, “Giant,” shortly after I started writing fiction, in March 2008, because I needed to talk about him. Selling the piece was another matter. In 2011 I was finally ready, and the story found a home at Not One of Us, where it was published in the 46th issue.

Today I am making Giant publicly available. It is very short, and my only 2nd person narrative so far. It is a bit different from most of my other work, though I have some other short pieces (such as Kifli, Teffeu, and perhaps Seven Losses) that seem to belong to a series.