Christian Trevor Lisa | Writer
Hi. I like language.
I like words—sharp words, strange words. I like misshapen words like outdated surgical instruments for the shelves of my brainspace. Good sentences tend to stay in my mind like songs.
I like stories, too. I've been writing fiction at least since I finished my first short story, “Big ScAry Pumkin” (sic), in preschool. I consider everything I've written since a kind of loose sequel to it.
I am the winner of the University of Chicago Writer’s Studio Student Prize, and runner-up for Hypertext Magazine's Short Story Contest. You can find my work in Hypertext Magazine, Non-stalgia, MASKS Literary Magazine, and some other places. You can also hear it (and me) in the spoken word & music collaboration, TRiO.
When I'm not writing, you can find me running, reading, rollerblading, or playing air drums with cooking utensils. I call the verdant, tree-tangled city of Atlanta home.
I like words—sharp words, strange words. I like misshapen words like outdated surgical instruments for the shelves of my brainspace. Good sentences tend to stay in my mind like songs.
I like stories, too. I've been writing fiction at least since I finished my first short story, “Big ScAry Pumkin” (sic), in preschool. I consider everything I've written since a kind of loose sequel to it.
I am the winner of the University of Chicago Writer’s Studio Student Prize, and runner-up for Hypertext Magazine's Short Story Contest. You can find my work in Hypertext Magazine, Non-stalgia, MASKS Literary Magazine, and some other places. You can also hear it (and me) in the spoken word & music collaboration, TRiO.
When I'm not writing, you can find me running, reading, rollerblading, or playing air drums with cooking utensils. I call the verdant, tree-tangled city of Atlanta home.