Matt Briggs blogs from between Seattle and Tacoma in the Pacific Northwest.
The Funnel | Fiction by Matt Briggs (Mar 19, 2014)
“I observed immediately that dating was identical to looking for a job. You needed to send out a lot of resumes. You needed to interview to find a promising match. But you didn’t need to make a career of it. I essentially created a sales funnel.”
The orbital spiders began to go to work in late August. The mornings still held the warmth of the previous night. The moths came out of the marshland across the street. They hit the deck lamp at the back of the house. When I walked the dog to the elementary playground and back at dusk, I could see the moths arrive like a snowfall in reverse. Their bodies white in the glare, drifted from the swampy ground into lamp light. An orbital spider had set her snare. From her prime location, she’d grown much larger than the competition. A spider must have logical limits of growth, and yet this spider’s size seemed determined by how many moths she ate. There was no logical limit to that. I have looked for her in the daylight to remove her so as not to make her angry. I don’t want to run into her golf ball sized abdomen in the dark. She has eat moths by the pound. At her current size she could consume sparrows, bats, stray chihuahuas. Read Message From the Moths by Matt Briggs in Pacifica Literary Magazine
I enjoyed talking to Megan Burbank about Snoqualmie, North Bend, Twin Peaks, and an essay I wrote for Moss Lit a while back. Megan wrote, “Twin Peaks remains the perfect audiovisual accompaniment for our dark Pacific Northwest nights, with their gray frieze of winter that-for now-still feels dependable”.
You can read Megan Burbank’s article in The Seattle Times, Twin Peaks, Northwest’s pioneering mystery, finds new generation of fans with return to TV for the best of the decade in TV.