Sunday, July 19, 2009

On "Coyote" by Werner A. Low (3172 words) ***

Okay, so the main thing I kept thinking while I read this (save, the part about how scarecrows generally don't work, so this must be something pretty special)--the main thing I kept thinking was this: This guy must be pretty desperate for some sort of life. I mean, imagine obsessing over winning some ridiculous office prize and then obsessing over how the reason for that prize is put into effect. The absurdity makes the story pretty funny--but it also makes the main character into someone rather pitiful, which in the end, I suppose, is the point. If only a prize could solve all our problems. Read the story here at Terrain.

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