Fiction | February 01, 2018
The Dead Writers Reading Series
Nathan Oates
Funding was always an issue. This was one of the administration’s favorite lines, and it was, Jonathan would later tell himself, what led to the mistake, which led to the miracle. Scrambling to find someone to fill the slot of Distinguished Visiting Writer without the money to bring someone truly distinguished, at least not someone who would be widely recognized as such, he’d made a typo, or, well, honestly he didn’t know how it had happened.
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