Jack Swenson has yet to be nominated for a Pushcart Prize, and his submissions are snubbed by many prestigious journals, which in his opinion is shocking and disgraceful and smacks of bias against old, straight, white men. Legal action is pending. Meanwhile, he carries on, scribbling his stories on scraps of paper and the sides of barns. His fiction has been described as bold, wise, funny, courageous, and aware. He is the author of five self-published...