Showing posts with label Alison Christy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alison Christy. Show all posts

Monday, April 25, 2011

On "Singing the Bone" by Alison Christy (4414 words) ****

Something is oddly chilling about this piece. I believe it's the focus on cadavers and on dissection, and yet the focus works so well here--and could work well in so many kinds of stories. Here, bodies get dissected--dead ones, but also living--as well as lives and relationships. Take two women, two spinster sisters, and throw into the middle of them a man, available, interested. Who gets him? Why? What's best? Or is love best left alone? Read the story here at Summerset Review.