Dive into Absurdity and Write
A Level of Patience and Willingness // Will Get You Far, but Then // You Laugh, and Begin Again // Before the World Spins, Spins, Spins Out or In
There is a Verse for All Things
Write (and Live!) Out Loud! // Or Risk the Oblivion of Silence
To Stifle is to Scream Inside the Madness of the Mind
Dirty Rice is the official literary journal of the Southern Writers’ Workshop. Housed at the Terrebonne Parish Main Library in Houma, Louisiana, this small press is a labor of love. Featured here are stories that tell of our deepest human fears, our hidden secrets and desires. Each piece is part of a whole that defines us: the weird people. The poets and misfits, the writers and the music makers — the dreamers.
“Mr. Avery will be in bed for a week – he’s right stove up. He’s too old to do things like that and I told him so. Soon as I can get my hands clean and when Stephanie Crawford’s not looking, I’ll make him a Lane Cake. That Stephanie’s been after my recipe for thirty years, and if she thinks I’ll give it to her just because I’m staying with her she’s got another thing coming.”
-Miss Maudie, Harper Lee’s ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’
Why Dirty Rice? This publication is named in honor of the richest of Southern comforts — food! We love to cook, bake, shuck, pickle, boil, fry, and barbecue. But mostly, we love to eat. Give us your spicy, your Creole Cajun flavor, Tony Chachere’s and Zatarain’s mixed in mama’s gumbo. Biscuits, gravy, red beans and rice. Similarly to the Jambalaya Writers’ Conference, an annual literary event also hosted at the Terrebonne Parish Main Library, Dirty Rice magazine is a celebration of literature and food, Southern art and Southern comfort, a culture most vibrantly alive.
We are not at this time accepting submissions other than those created by the members of the Southern Writers’ Workshop. This adult creative writing group meets at 7:00 PM every 1st and 4th Wednesday of the month at the Terrebonne Parish Main Library. Do you have a story inside of you just waiting to claw its way out? Join us! We promise we do not bite very hard.
Our stories will frighten you, terrorize you. Tear up your insides. Comfort your madness or else just make you cry.
We hope you enjoy.
And don’t forget to wipe the powdered sugar off your feet on the way out, sha.