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Weekend Reads.

Or for the rest of the week. Some old, some new:

  • Hope you’re near a taqueria while you read this (and not just Chipotle): Jun-Dai Bates-Kobashigawa on burritos (Medium).
  • Erica Plouffe Lazure’s lovely flash fiction piece, “842 Dongba RD, 6-B, Chaoyang, Beijing, PRC” (Cha)
  • Goldberry Long’s “The Kingdom of No.” (New Orleans Review)
  • “What if we had met when we were sixteen?” From Liz Greenhill’s “Paper Birds.” (The Rumpus)
  • “I’m so angry, I’m actually just peeing bees. If you’re wondering where all these bees came from? I have peed them into the world.” Chuck Wendig writes “An Open Letter to that Ex-MFA Creative Writing Teacher Dude” (Terrible Minds). You should probably read Ryan Boudinot’s original post first.
  • Carmen Maria Machado is so good. Check out “Descent.” (Nightmare)
  • “The former objects of our affection or rage or fascination are… absent and voiceless: we build their lives out of scraps we find online, like birds foraging for nests.” From Amanda Miska, “The (Online) Stories We Tell.” (The Rumpus)
  • For anyone who’s ever had trouble feeding kids, Joe Fassler’s “The Hand that Feeds” is for you. (Story)
  • And I figure you folks read Karl Ove Knausgaard blocking up his hotel toilet bowl in “My Saga, Part 1.” (The New York Times Sunday Magazine)

 

 

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Notes on Gary Lutz’s “Stories in the Worst Way”

A summary wouldn’t do this collection of varieties of domestic disturbance any justice, and of course a parody, as tempting as that might be, would be impossible to do right. To read Lutz is to enter an unfamiliar world tinged uncomfortably with the real. Or more prosaically, the other way around: a real world that’s just… off. Kinked, somehow.

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On Jeff Smith and Tom Sniegoski’s “Bone: Tall Tales”

I’m coming to this stellar collection rather late. I read Bone when it was coming out in comic book form — I started a little late, but I was picking it up regularly in the early ’90s — and became a huge fan of the title, even tracking down a copy of Disney Adventures when one of the rat-tails stories made an appearance. When my daughter was born about a decade later, figures of the Bone cousins looked down on her crib from the bookshelf above. (Ok, maybe not literally — like I’d have books right over her bed.)

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Notes on “Breaking Bad: I Am The Danger”

For some reason I had the mistaken impression that it was going to be a coffee table book, i.e., the perfect thing to ask my wife for my birthday, but Breaking Bad: I Am The Danger turns out to be more of an expensive stocking stuffer. It’s really the sort of gift “book” they keep next to the register with those pocket-sized collections of Zen proverbs or blank books or LOLCat photos.

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Notes on Thomas Tryon’s “The Other”

The oddest thing happened while I was reading this book. Two-thirds of the way through, I realized I had read it before.