I have been known to be considered a writer of "bittersweet" stories. One of the ways I found out that "Old Age, Surrounded by Loved Ones" had been released as a preview was when I got a message via my Facebook page that said, "You made me cry, you bastard."
Thing is, I had to ask which story she'd read, since, well... See above, re: bittersweet reputation.
But! I've been trying to turn over a new(ish) leaf, and have gone out of my way to spin some tales that aren't tear-inducing. Seriously. The upcoming "Struck" will hopefully give you a chuckle. And. Uh. Did I mention "Struck"?
For The Dirty Diner I'm afraid I did write a rather bittersweet story.
But I wasn't the only one!
"The Key Ingredient," by Jeffrey Ricker
This next tale in the anthology about diners, restaurants, recipes and hot sweaty fellas is one of a loss. Jacob has lost Eric, and now the thing that once brought him joy - cooking - reminds him of the man for whom cooking brought such joy. Working at a restaurant, however, he doesn't get to shy away from this. It's obvious to his friends, however, that he's suffering. But when something goes awry with his bread pudding - and everyone who ate some is starting to feel very good, Jacob might find a new opportunity for happiness after all.
I loved this story, which begins so (ahem) bittersweet and then moves somewhere lighter and more fun than I'd expected the tale to go. Also, now I want some pudding.