Christine Sloan Stoddard
During quarantine, I find myself drawn to the outside as much as I am terrified of it. In the city, it can be hard to find wide open spaces and a spot quiet enough to hear a babbling brook or birds sing. I know where to go; I've been cataloguing quiet, serene places in the urban jungle for years. The trouble is getting to them. And then getting back to my apartment after enjoying them. Even once I arrive, I feel anxious. It's hard to bat away the ugly thoughts for long. I hope that one day I can appreciate a river rock for a long spell again. Uninterrupted. At peace.
Hello, my name is Christine Sloan Stoddard and I'm writing to submit my piece "Masked Woman on River Rock" for your consideration. Please see attached. Thank you!