It also made me realize how unreliable our memory is—how it’s full of poorly remembered incidents, of memories that may not even be our own, and how hard the work of remembering is.
I was intrigued by the premise of a young Manhattanite trying to “hibernate” for a year, as a way of resetting herself emotionally.
Take a minute to listen at jmww contributor Ben Loory (“The Well,” jmww Anthology V), who reads his story “The Duck” over at “This American Life.” Congrats, Ben! To listen, go here.
I worry about so many things, ninety percent of which I will not discuss with my son, no matter how articulate and knowledgeable he is.
Everyone told him he
survived. He had climbed
into a full bathtub,
pulled in a toaster.
I think more highly of Heart X-rays now in my eighty-fourth year than I thought of Allen Ginsberg’s Howl when I heard him read it in 1956.
Your kayak, a hollow yellow crayon, slides past, tickle of eel grass, gentle current, your life in its hull.
I think the stories reflect the purpose for which they were written, which was: to be read aloud to a room full of other writers at a community open mic.
Pye’s characters are unique and complex, and readers will think about them long after they finish the book.
Congratulations to Kristen Ploetz, whose story “LifeColor Indoor Latex Paints® — Whites and Reds (R)” in jmww was chosen to appear in Best Microfiction 2019!
