J. Bradley Minnick

BIOGRAPHY

J. Bradley Minnick is a writer, public radio host and producer, and a Professor of English at the University of Arkansas at Little Rock. He has written, edited, and produced the one-minute spot “Facts About Fiction,” and Arts & Letters Radio, a show celebrating modern humanities with a concentration on Arkansas cultural and intellectual work and can be found at artsandlettersradio.org. He has published fiction in Toad Suck Review, Burningword Literary Journal, Literally Stories, Inklette Magazine, Cleaver, Twelve Winter’s Journal, East of the Web, Litbop Art and Literature in the Groove, Rural Fiction Magazine, Café Lit, Potato Soup Journal’s ‘Best of 2022’ anthology, and Southwest Review.

Artist Bio: 
L.K. Sukany is an artist, author/illustrator, and musician. She currently lives and works in South Carolina. You can find more of her art, writing, and songs at paperopera.com.

Links

Arts & Letters Radio
Paper Opera

Stories

Innocently to Amuse the Imagination in this Dream of Life is Wisdom
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Mother agreed to transport Victor Bunce and his flashy green stone fountain pen tucked in his pants pocket across town to take weekly writing lessons from Miss Mumms—a blind senior citizen, who had been the Composition teacher at Our Lady of Perpetual Hell Middle School (actually Our Lady of Perpetual Help Middle School) for 50 years.
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And All At Once, He Thought He Understood The Ache of Loneliness Felt By All of His Favorite Superheroes
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Mr. Bone, our beneficent 3rd grade teacher, was about as athletic as a submarine sandwich. Mr. Bone even looked like a submarine sandwich as he strode over the many steps with football in hand, down, down, down to the bumpy concrete playground—a gentle Clark Kent (it was mostly the glasses), shy and self-effacing (waiting for someone to ask him to join the football game—already in progress) but without the panache’ of a secret Superman.
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The Sounding of the Call
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This story, especially for those who wish to teach, is pure goodness like a perfect sentence. And what is a perfect sentence? Not one that plods along toward explanation, nor stands philosophically alone but instead fills the fabric of a reader’s cold days and falls full-of-life between two sentences that do not stand-out in any way but to be.
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The World Had Come For Us
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My friend Manny Tankin had a toy truck; a perfect replica in miniature, a black nemesis with a flatbed, a working tailgate, and a cab one could sit in and pedal down the street. He named it Stegosaurus—“Stego” for short. I was less adventurous. I had a toy car, a little red job with finely crafted metal all around, steel headlights, and, of course, a set of pedals. I named it Ptarmigan—“Tar” for short.
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