Out & Back — The latest newsletters


Pete & Jigs, 1918
The Other Pandemic

An Old Flame
dg on the loose in the USSR, October, 1988

Hetty Among the Indians, or the Making of a Native American Poet
How my half-Hopi cousin came to be and nearly won a Pulitzer Prize



Out & Back — My New Substack Newsletter Launched

I missed the personal interaction with readers that I had while I was publishing Numéro Cinq, especially the blog, which gave me a chance to dash off short literary notes, bits of memoir, photos and such. I liked the comments and the interactions on Facebook and Twitter connected with those posts.  So I decided to try something slightly different but in the same spirit. Substack works best if readers subscribe to the feed. Then each post comes to you as an emailed newsletter. There is a website, but It doesn’t have good SEO. It doesn’t appear dependably on Google Search. On the other hand, Substack allows readers to interact directly with authors; hitting the reply button on a newsletter will get you into the Substack email system. Out & Back (the name comes from my personal blog on NC) is free at the moment. I might start a paid subscription tier at some point, depending on how the site develops and if I can maintain interest. Here are links to the December, 2020, newsletters. Click the titles to read. Click the link on the menu bar above for the latest newsletters.

Out & Back
Pancho and dg on the Farm, November 2021

Fallow Fields
Farm history, tobacco, Hal Wake, Peter Gzowski, my CBC Morningside catastrophe

Another way of thinking about writing

Maroons, Runaway Slaves & Dr. V’s Revolution
Current obsessions, Edouard Glissant, Patrick Chamoiseau & Dr. V’s Revolution

Felix, the Un-Radical, & the Son of a Slave
On George Eliot’s novel Felix Holt, The Radical


(December 31, 2021)


Whisky Chasers: Edinburgh Days | New memoir at Minor Literature[s]

A little memoir of my disreputable youth just published at the amazing UK magazine Minor Literature[s} — Stuttering Cultures. The magazine is dedicated to presenting the art of writers living between countries and languages, not a group always in the spotlight. My memoir includes a photo of yours truly in 1970 at my rambunctious best or worst, depending on how you look at it.  Here’s a taste.

“And then there were the two child care workers, Janet and Aileen. They would use their fingers to show me how the little boys would poke their willies through holes in their blankets during nap time. Aileen had a sweet Lowland accent that I found enchanting. But she was engaged, so it was assumed that I was interested in Janet. Aileen was in love with me, though, and, whenever Janet left the room, Aileen and I would start kissing and she would get misty-eyed and breathless, the bellows of passion.”

Click here to read the essay.

(September 1, 2021)


The Seduction of Soledad Bay | New story at 3:AM Magazine

Just up, a new short story at 3:AM. This is the latest in a series of stories set in the mythical Gulf Coast Alabama town of Ragged Point. The others are “Story Carved in Stone,” “The Left Ladies Club,” and “16 Categories of Desire” — all published in earlier story collections. Here’s a taste.

“Sixteen years later, Francesca Trapper Niedermeyer stabbed Thad Rance to death with a steak knife in a Surf n’ Turf off the interstate outside of Biloxi. Then she ripped his shirt open and cut out his heart (deft and sure—she had read up on it in a surgery manual prior to tracking her father down). In the ensuing confusion, Francesca managed to slip away with the heart in a styrofoam takeout container, flag down a passing trucker, and find her way to Ragged Point where she delivered the heart to Soledad Bay in her kitchen (blue Delft patterned tiles, copper pans hanging from the ceiling rack, oak wine rack against the wall, her husband’s statue-of-David BBQ apron hanging from a peg). Soledad gracefully thanked the girl, put Thad Rance’s heart in the freezer (“just in case,” she said later), telephoned Sheriff Buck, and made Sleepy Time tea in her favourite elephant spout tea-pot. This is the part that got into the newspapers.”

Click here to read the story.

(July 17, 2021)


Photographs below were taken by Douglas Glover except for the ones in which he appears, which were taken by Jacob Glover (Nova Scotia beach pictures), Katharine Abbott (father & son photo), and Melissa Fisher (British Columbia beach picture).

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 “And I thought how Proust teaches us that all love resides
in anticipation and not the beloved,
that love achieved is only on loan,
that we are martyrs to our desires, which are endless.”

Douglas Glover, Savage Love