Showing posts with label Fringe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fringe. Show all posts
Saturday, March 21, 2015
On "Fooling" by Rebekah Mathews (2847 words) ***
One of the attributes of the Web--the joys, the hates--is that no one really vanishes. Here, a woman runs into her ex-lover online, and as one is wont to do, she can't stop obsessing about the relationship that once was, even though much of it was not what it seemed. Read the story here at Fringe.
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2000+ words,
Fringe,
Rebekah Mathews,
Stories,
Three-Star Stories
Monday, November 19, 2012
On "Begin Chest Compressions" by Roxane Gay (5230 words) ****
Gay's "Compressions" is a gutsy story. It's about relationships--and about how we're not always certain of how good a particular person is for us, even when that person has stuck with us unto death. It's about failure, about what happens to a relationship when something horrible happens and how both parties feel somewhat incapable of dealing with the fallout, and how that in and of itself can draw them together.
Chad is a good guy, but he's no great catch, according to his mom. Sarah is a pretty girl who knows she can probably do better but whose pity for Chad keeps her bound to him. One night, the couple is attacked. Let the compressions begin. Read the story here at Fringe.
Chad is a good guy, but he's no great catch, according to his mom. Sarah is a pretty girl who knows she can probably do better but whose pity for Chad keeps her bound to him. One night, the couple is attacked. Let the compressions begin. Read the story here at Fringe.
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5000+ words,
Four-Star Stories,
Fringe,
Roxane Gay,
Stories
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
On "Alone in a Small, Small World" by Dean Marshall Tuck (928 words) ****
Tuck's piece revolves around one central conundrum: how to not be lonely versus how to be unique. It's an interesting thought, one I hadn't really given much attention to previously. If we really are the only ones who think a certain thought, then how are we identify with others? Conversely, if our thoughts are not unique, in what way can they ever be wholly ours? Back up this central theme up with a few good--and unique--thoughts, and one has the making for a grand thought piece. Read it here at Fringe Magazine.
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Dean Marshall Tuck,
Flash Fiction,
Four-Star Stories,
Fringe,
Stories
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