lost in the 4rest

Hello out there!

First, apologies. It’s been a long while since any new postings here on short4orm. I promise I’m not jumping this niche little ship I’ve carved out for myself (and you, traveller!). I will return soon; there’s so much more I want to unearth along this uncharted literary trail.

In fact, I’ve been busy cobbling together a collection of 52 short4orms posted over the first year of the blog in commemoration of more to come. Behold!

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Pretty snazzy, right?

LOST IN THE 4REST collects the short4orms I’m most proud of and feel represent my genre-hopping, experimental, non-Western endeavor here on WordPress the fullest. There’s no new content for dedicated readers who have stuck with me and my sporadic updates (you know who you are), but the pieces enclosed have all been lovingly edited, thoughtfully organized, and painstakingly formatted for your reading pleasure. I even included an introduction (Gasp!) and was able to design the cover (Oh public domain wonders!).

I’ve had a tremendous, maddening time picking, polishing, and publishing this slim little volume. Right now it’s available on Amazon for less than a buck, but I want to send readers of this blog a free PDF or Kindle file until the end of the summer (August 31st)! If you’d like a copy, please leave a comment on this post and then message me via my contact page with whichever format best suits you.

I can’t thank my readers enough. I really hope you’ll enjoy this little collection. Please stick with me for another year of short4orm–I promise it will be interesting.

And hey, if you want to help a guy start to promote his first indie publication (a Lulu physical copy is in the works, too), feel free to post an honest review on Amazon and/or Goodreads. It really helps out.

And, as always, I’d love to hear what you think of the book here on the site, too 🙂

Have a lovely rest of your day!



Garrett Ray Harriman



“Steer the rowboat thusly, were the drums of the Roman fleet upon us — there’s a sharp lad! But here again, that look about you. I’m certain you’ve grown tired of my praises — and firmly certain you share my leanings, though you speak not — but it’s a damnable shame how the world so derides you Ferrymen. I’ve nary touched an oar for a flicker of my life, yet even a tenderfoot such as myself can sense the power of a rower; so hasten onward, dear captain, for the Gods’ abysmal abode!”