It was cold outside, intolerable, so after dinner we resigned ourselves to looking through old photographs and drinking hot cider. The dinner itself had been lovely — roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, stuffing. After eating, we could hardly move.
The Icelandic writer Oddný Eir is difficult to pin down: philosopher, visual artist, archaeologist, publisher, historian, and environmental activist. She’s a brilliant thinker, diving into as many interests as one person possibly can. Land of Love and Ruins is a reflection of her multifaceted nature.
A big part of writing for me is note-taking. Most of the time a “note” is just a few words that I read, heard, or thought of and want to remember later, or will help me remember to think about something later.
We take the I-88 offramp after a charred billboard that reads BITO and follow what signs haven’t been faded by the years and the weather. Aude, my girlfriend, wants answers, definitive answers, and for those we will visit the Oracle.
Dystopian stories have recently been en vogue, but Kiini Ibura Salaam’s collection of speculative fiction, When the World Wounds, strays from imagining the bitter end and instead considers the personal or communal challenges of healing once disaster strikes.
The writing and unwriting of the manuscript that became Flamingos started with disparate elements and fragments, all guided by a thematic impulse of anxiety at the uses of fiction in the twenty-first century, and a more personal fear at becoming a parent for the first time.
The first to die was Mrs. Jane Hanscombe, a former teacher at Shaker Lane Elementary in Littleton (2nd grade) and the longtime widow of John “Jack” Hanscombe (rest his soul) …
HBO’s Stranger Things combines a wonderful 80s Midwestern environment and the engaging narratives of early-teenage protagonists with a standard, unremarkable monster story that would have been utterly tacky and silly were it not for the whole thing being a joy. Jack Buck’s collection of micro-fiction, Deer Michigan, is like Stranger Things.
It’s March 2003, flights to Berlin are less than $400. Why not fly to Berlin to visit a high school friend?
At three in the morning my ex-boyfriend started to beat on my front door. It had been three years since I’d seen him, and I had stopped sleeping with a baseball bat next to my bed.
What is a Winterling? Or, in the novel’s original Spanish, an Invierna? The word might suggest, among other things, lambs born in their winter pens.