Mischief Time


Lyrically, Bill Nelson’s songwriting seemed to ascribe more to the ethos of another underrated band of the era, Blue Oyster Cult, and their code language of flames and futurism, than any other contemporaries. And even these similarities are more subtle than striking.

Blazes (originally published in the Ocean State Review Volume 1: No. 1)

One evening just a few weeks ago, I noticed him fiddling with something on his back deck. Cleaning bird shit off the umbrella above his picnic table, maybe. He held a spray bottle in one hand and a sponge in the other. He stood on a chair, squirting and wiping. Then he'd give the umbrella a little twirl and hit another spot. That was his method. 

Talking to Spank the Carp and more

STC: Tell us about the mechanics of how you write. Cresser: First thing, pen to paper with as little self-editing as possible. When I feel like I'm running out of gas, I stop. I don't set daily goals, but I have a morning practice during which time is allotted for writing.

Season’s Readings

The Jamestown Community Theater in collaboration with the Friends of the Jamestown Public Library, pulled together a winsome, varied group of islanders to celebrate the holiday season with poetry and song.

Publishing news!

There were chinks in the fabric of the twilight trees, little sparks of fire, like the tip of a match at the moment when a flame is sparked---Whoosh! Pop! Fizz!

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