April’s Web Exclusive, “A Bruise the Size and Shape of a Door Handle,” is a haunting story whose slow, creeping tension evokes the likes of Edgar Allen Poe and Shirley Jackson. And yet it is so thoroughly modern, an enlightened study of unhinged, potent adolescent-female sexuality. Its author, Daisy Johnson, is surely destined for great things, so we’re thrilled to have her story and interview here. […]
Join us on the night of Thursday, November 3rd for the first annual beer-and-boots gala celebrating ASF, our Texas heritage, and our city’s writers and those who champion them. Come for the country songs and dancing, and stay for the free cocktails, light snacks, and the bright view of the city skyline.
We smelled smoke and, out the window, embers rose in the night.
We got out of bed and pulled the red alarm box in the hallway and went outside.
From across the street, we watched fire destroy our apartment building. The woman who lived down the hall from us wore a nightgown and fanned herself with a magazine and shook her head. We found a motel nearby, mostly used by military girlfriends and wives. Then we walked to the beach.
This was Oxnard, a coastal city in Southern California near Port Hueneme and in a severe drought. Dry sugar beet farms stretched out from two military bases and the Kavli Foundation that supports the advancement of science. […]
The American Short Fiction Contest is now closed. This year we are honored to have Victor LaValle—author of the story collection Slapboxing with Jesus and novels The Ecstatic, Big Machine, The Devil in Silver and The Ballad of Black Tom—as our guest judge. The winner of the contest will receive $1,000 and publication in the magazine. The runner up will receive $500, and all stories submitted to the contest will be considered for publication. More details after the jump. […]
All of this is occasioned by a telephone call from my dad:
I sit down on the couch, flip on the tube, and descend the cable channels to the low double-digits, where I find the red-jowled faces of men trapped inside too-tight sport coats going on at length about this player or that, and I know I’ve landed on the run-up to a baseball game. I have an immediate gut reaction to these men because, as it happens, I’m under imminent threat of getting my face slammed into my own locker by letterman-wearing jocks who, no doubt, will become less successful versions of the men I’m watching here on the tube. […]
In our April Web Exclusive story, “The Mother’s Portion,” a woman with a husband and six children goes to extreme measures to reclaim herself. It’s a surprising story; it makes triumphant that which we think of as affliction. We talked with author Suzanne Morrison about liberation, our mutual love of Maggie Nelson, and the importance of telling our survival stories. […]