Other Published Writing – Fiction

Some of the stories mentioned here are featured in my 2014 collection Dancing Nude in the Moonlight 10th Anniversary edition and Other Writings. I hope you’ll pick up a copy today so that in addition to the novella Dancing Nude in the Moonlight, you can also read Genevieve, Sexy Sadie, The Man of Her Dreams, Teacher May, At Sea, Somebody!, Country Club Kids, After Glow, Cold Paradise, Portent, Friday Night Fish Fry, Soca Night, Rhythms, and Martin, Dorie, and Luis: a Love Story. – Joanne C. Hillhouse

Game Changer in Moko: Caribbean Arts and Letters – Issue 9, July 2016:

“…re-building him would be a big part of my job. Re-building him in the eyes of the public as someone worthy of a second chance would be a bigger part still.”

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This fictional piece I did about a sexual assault during Carnival was published on The Crier (they headlined it ‘It was rape…um…I think’):

“A fantasy of body suits and shiny things, music and rum – the very act of Carnival, itself, a masque or an unmasking, she supposed, depending on how you chose to look at it.” Read the entire story

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When We danced (winner of the Caribbean Writer Flash Fiction Prize) Volume 29 of The Caribbean Writer) – 2015

Excerpt: “You were wearing pink and a smile.”

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What’s in a Name – BIM: Arts for the 21st Century – Volume 7 – 2015

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Excerpt:

“Matthew Henry Luke was, at seven, an odd looking boy; small for his age, but with a man-sized head. From the settled look of him there wouldn’t be much more growing either, not in his body anyway. The head looked like it was just getting started.”

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With Grace (unpublished fairy tale named honourable mention in the) Desi Writers Lounge short story contest – 2014. Desi says: “This story came ever so close to making it to the top three. With Grace combines feelings of love, hate, greed and generosity to weave a powerful narrative that is magical in spirit and human in character. Hillhouse is an accomplished writer and her elegant prose shines through in this story.”

Excerpt:

The girl calls out to Grace each day as she leaves. “Nothing today, Miss”. And each day Grace wishes her “better luck tomorrow.”

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To Market, SnapshotSusumba’s Book Bag book bag cover  issue 1 – 2014

Excerpt:

The bride he’d squired in the Cuban cane fields might not speak a word of English, but as sure as she’d known, on seeing the mischief in his eyes and the loneliness behind it, that he would bring love and adventure into her life, that she would bring family back into his, she knew this woman was important.

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Something Wicked in The Missing Slate – 2014

Excerpt:

She presses some buttons and the screaming starts again and though Claudette knows it isn’t real, her feet dance a bit on the floor of the passenger-side of Essie’s dad’s Suzuki, as though trying to get away.

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Is Like a Like It (screenplay excerpt) in The Caribbean Writer – Volume 27 – 2013

Excerpt:

She begins powdering her face and neck, heavily. Then she applies lip stick, eye shadow, rouge, eye liner, false eye lashes. The coloured wig follows. Finally, long dangly earrings that match lip stick, wig, and eye shadow.

Her eyes are fierce.

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Carnival Blues in The Caribbean Writer – Volume 27 – 2013

Excerpt:

Claudette sticks her hands under her butt, sitting on the urge to t’ump Essie in her face; punch her so hard her tacky silk front wig shakes loose.

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All Fall Down in Womanspeak: a Journal of Art and Writing by Caribbean Women, Volume 7 – 2013

Excerpt:

I cry most when I think of her. I cry late at night, when there are no more visitors and everyone sleeps. I can’t sleep.

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The Cat has Claws in Akashic Books’ online series Mondays are Murder – 2013

Excerpt:

Goldine paused in her walk up the bumpy path to Pastor Williams’s house. She removed the straw hat keeping company with her soaking wet head kerchief; fanned with it, for all the good that did. She looked up the road to where the house stood alone, alabaster white against the green hills rolling away from it. The crotons, bougainvillea, pussy tail, and other foliage in the expansive yard looked limp . . Read the whole thing

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Amelia (shortlisted, unpublished) in the Small Axe Literary Competition – 2013; and forthcoming in Pepperpot: Best New Stories from the Caribbean – 2014.

Excerpt:

How long she screams, before finally sitting in the dirt dejectedly like a two year old, she doesn’t know.  But they never look in her direction. And as they start to pack up and pull away, she grows desperate, doesn’t want to be left alone, up here at the Eastern edge of the island. All alone; not knowing how she is going to get home.

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Genevieve (shortlisted, unpublished) in the Small Axe Literary Competition – 2012

Excerpt:

And so she liked evenings where it felt like she was walking away from her life into this sunset that bathed the evening in possibility. So much was possible on the dawn of sunset, as she huffed and puffed her way up Garvey Hill. Like maybe tonight she wouldn’t eat more than her portion of the leftover seasoned rice. And maybe tonight she wouldn’t feel so alone.

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Teacher May in Poui (Barbados)- 2011

Excerpt:

But there was something else, something to do with the search for a daddy, a place to be. His mother had tried, she’d tried her best, and I wished I could comfort her and tell her that.

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At Sea in Munyori – 2011

Excerpt:

And here they both were, father and daughter; waiting.

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Somebody in St. Somewhere – Autumn 2010

Excerpt:

It wasn’t much of a life.

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Country Club Kids in The Caribbean Writer (USVI) – Volume 24 – 2010

Excerpt:

He tries to psyche me out before the next serve, steely stare and all. But then, my backhand meets his forehand and we’re off again; until my dark skin is slick and his usually pale skin blushes hibiscus red. His bangs are dripping sweat into his eyes and unto his nose, and I can feel water running between my cornrows. 

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After Glow in Tongues of the Ocean (the Bahamas)- 2009

Excerpt:

Glory turned her back on the day, reaching for the dream with languid arms; like a lover tired from the last round of lovemaking but yearning for more. But, like a lover who’d had enough, the dream drifted away. 

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Cold Paradise in Women Writers (USA) – Special Issue (Serving the Spirits: Women and Voodoo in Literature and Popular Culture) August 2008

Excerpt: 

Devil’s Bridge, as it is called, is a wide open space with fat slabs of jagged rock; some bleached white, some almost black with moss. 

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Portent in Women Writers (USA) – Special Issue (Serving the Spirits: Women and Voodoo in Literature and Popular Culture) August 2008

Excerpt: 

She remembered vividly being ripped from this womb, the day the woman trudged up the hill purposefully; come up from the city, Roseau, to claim her. 

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Friday Night Fish Fry in Sea Breeze Journal – Volume 5 Issue 1 – 2008

Excerpt:

They were bold, these kids; stared you straight in the face, a dare in their eyes and in the set of their shoulders.

Author’s note: In 2008, I read Friday Night Fish Fry at the Breadloaf Writers Conference where I was the Michael and Marilee Fairbanks International Fellow. Here’s the recording, posted with totally random reading images on my youtube channel.

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Soca Night in Carnival is All We Know: Daily Observer’s 50th Anniversary of Carnival’s literary and artistic anthology – 2007

Excerpt:

– high heels, hoity-toity-ness and all –

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Oh Gad! excerpt in Carnival is All We Know: Daily Observer’s 50th Anniversary of Carnival’s literary and artistic anthology – 2007

Excerpt:

She kissed him then, amidst the sweltering, gyrating bodies and the rain.

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Rhythms in The Caribbean Writer, Volume 18 (USVI) – 2004

Excerpt: 

Moses is still on the bass, turning this way and that in time with the faster rhythm. In his shadow, playing air pan, is Ashe, his movements an echo of his father’s. 

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Martin, Dorie and Luis: A Love Story in the Sunday Observer Literary Arts Section in Jamaica – January 18th 2004

Excerpt:

It was then he realized he was still holding her arm. He let go. Though, Martin could acknowledge, without pride or regret, all these years later, he had never really let go.

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Bitter Memories in Collective Soul (Antigua) – 1998

Excerpt:

She felt powerless in the face of his arrogance.

^Fiction Trivia: First published work of fiction was serialized in the local Nation newspaper in my teens. 

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