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The Short Review will be relaunching in November 2012 - watch this space!
June
2012
Letter from The Editor
This issue will be the last Short
Review issue for a little
while, the journal will be on hiatus for at least a few months while we take
stock and think, for the first time since its inception in 2007, about
how to take it forward.
This journal began with me and a few of my
friends and has grown beyond my wildest dreams - with over 50 reviewers
worldwide. However, success and growth bring their own challenges and
what has been done by me and my fantastic deputy editor, Diane, as a labour
of love is now becoming somewhat of a burden on us. This is in great
part due to technology, and we are in urgent need of funding in order
to allow us to upgrade the website to make everyone's lives easier.
This is not
the end of The Short Review, there is still nothing - as far as I know
- out there fulfilling the same function, much as I wish there were ten
such journals, and so we will find new ways to proceed, a new
incarnation. I have posted this on the blog too and we welcome your thoughts and ideas, please comment over there. Keep an eye on the blog for updates.
While we are contemplating, please do check out our
back
issues and archives of reviews and interviews, you will find many many ideas of short story collections and
anthologies to read! And enjoy our June issue below...
See you back here soon.
All the best,
Tania
Editor, The Short Review
This month we
happen to have ten single-author collections, one of which was first
published in 1933 and may well be the first novel-in-flash-stories. We
have company k on the best road yet in a little america of drifting
houses, the melancholy of anatomy, blindfold in the silence room with a
domestic apparition and the shelter of neighbours, once upon a decade.
Interestingly, out of the five authors interviewed, three had recently
been reading Alice Munro's short stories...
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Drifting House
by Krys Lee
"Still,he soldiered his siblings up the mountain slope of granite and bare,
spectral trees with the assurance of an oldest son. His legs
shook under his sister’s slight weight. As they continued, the
town’s narrow harmonica houses, the empty factories, even the glorious
statue of Kim Il-sung, their Great Leader and the Dear Leader’s father,
shrank to the size of a thumbnail. Then their town was gone.."
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"This is a strong haunting debut collection by a writer unflinching in her examination of the costs of war..."
Read the full
review
by Elaine Chiew
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The Silence Room by Sean O'Brien
"Because
when it comes, the action will not be a matter of words and pages and
references and revision and the drainpipe-grey bureaucracy of
knowledge, but something more urgent and physical. What that day is
here we shall do no more reading. This is the contract between watcher
and watched. It is the iron law of the story."
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"Smoky, chewy, salty tales.
..." Read the full
review by Aiden O'Reilly
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The Shelter Of Neighbours by Éilís Ní Dhuibhne
"As
I lay in my bed I heard the noises of the night – barks and howls and
hoots and screams. It was comforting to lie tucked up under the
patchwork quilt, watching the moon gleam coldly over the branch of the
fir tree outside my window, and listen to the nocturnal symphony..."
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"Modern women quietly rebel in these stories; and some contemporary
writers fall apart..."
Read the
full review by Nuala Ní Chonchúir
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Domestic Apparition by Meg Tuite
"Every
night my grandmother limps out of a liquor store with the submissive
stoop of the genuflected and the promise of a liturgy to
come in a bottle."
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"A stunning novel-in-stories told in tantalizing, fresh language about
a family whose methods of expressing itself is so alarming that the
different members actually endanger each other..." Read the
full review by Bonnie ZoBell
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Blindfold by Brian George
"We played
this game when we kids. Being the older brother, I’d always end up
leading Jack. I’d take him down to the old mine workings, or up the
mountain to where Nant y Bychan rushed by like an angry whisper. Then
I’d untie the bandanna, he’d open his eyes and gaze at the
rusting machinery, or the silver water, as if he was looking at the
world for the first time.
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"Strong, delicately-drawn and
heartfelt glimpses of real lives..." Read the
full review by Sarah Hilary
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Best Road Yet
by Ryan Stone
"He
told me his dog was worth $5000. We were on the front porch that
faced an open lot across the street. The dirt blew off the yard and
spun in the wind. His wife kept coming out on the porch and offering
us water, which we both refused, me because he did. She kept saying, Don’t listen to anything
he says. He’s an idiot and
going back in the house with the screen door banging behind her. He
shook his head each time and shrugged at me...."
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"A
collection of intriguing glimpses into human nature. The light and dark
intertwined, feeding on each other, keeping the reader guessing
until the very end... "
Read the
full review by Daniela Norris
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Once Upon A Decade: Tales of the Fifties by Clark Zlotchew
"He turned his head to the left. The train was in sight, gleaming in the sun. It
came from far-off places. It was shiny, beautiful, as it sped smoothly along the tracks, free as the birds overhead..."
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"A diverse collection of tales that create a vivid portrait of life in
the 1950s: both beautiful and dark..."
Read the
full review by Emma Young
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Little America by Diane Simmons
"It was on a top bunk in the never-ending roar of the California State
Prison at Folsom that he started reading about Alaska, going every
night into its immense and perfect silence. He read everything there
was on Alaska. Then he got an idea. Go there really. Go someplace
were you can make up your own life. Where nothing is ugly. Where
there’s nobody else to screw things up..."
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"Fast moving stories that travel across the American West..." Read the
full review
by Loree Westron
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The Melancholy of Anatomy
by Shelley Jackson
"Sperm are ancient creatures, single-minded as coelacanths. They are
drawn to the sun, the moon, and dots and disks of all descriptions,
including periods, stop signs, and stars. They worship at nail
heads, doorknobs and tennis balls. More than one life has been saved
by a penny tossed in the air."
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"This poetic, unsettling collection taxonomises the body by cells and
by stories. Jackson undertakes a bizarre dissection that is, by
turns, disorientating, disgusting and delightful..." Read the
full review by Holly Corfield Carr
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Company K by William March
"Suddenly
the blue-eyed man looked at me and smiled, and before I knew what I was
doing, I smiled back at him. Then Sergeant Pelton gave the signal to
fire and the rifles began cracking and spraying bullets from side to
side. I took steady aim at the blue-eyed man. For some reason I wanted
him to be killed instantly. He bent double, clutched his belly with his
hands and said, “Oh!...Oh!” like a boy who has eaten green plums. Then
he raised his hands in the air, and I saw that most of his fingers were
shot away and were dripping blood like water running out of a leaky
faucet...."
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"Possibly the first American novel written entirely in flash stories.
March did the most powerful thing any writer of fiction can do – he
simply told the truth..."
Read the
full review
by Marko Fong
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Author Interviews
| "When
I was growing up in Eastern Oregon, the story was a primary means of
communicating with people you liked. Stories were supposed to be funny,
though the dryer the wit the better. People who couldn’t tell |
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Diane Simmons
Author of Little America
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stories—or
be funny-- were considered unfriendly or perhaps a bit thick..."
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the rest of the interview >>
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| "I’ve never written for a particular audience. Somehow, a story written for a specific "consumer" would seem not to reflect the
writer’s worldview or his/her innermost feelings or concepts. I’m not sure
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Clark Zlotchew
Author of Once Upon A Decade: Tales of the Fifties
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how
profound or how genuine that kind of story would be.
In such a case, the writer would be artificially spinning a yarn he/she
thinks a certain reader would like. This would be pandering.
It would be too much like an advertising campaign rather than
literature..."
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the rest of the interview >>
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| "That's a great question. Now that I've been publishing stories in so
many different forms it has taken on new meaning every year. A story can be anything that breathes new life
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Meg Tuite
Author of Domestic Apparition
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into me. I read something that's
anywhere from six words to fifty pages and it transforms me. It deepens
that black hole in whatever part of the brain, choose your spot, and I
am opened up into another universe or my world as I know it has let go
of its borders..."
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the rest of the interview >>
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| "I think short story writing is one of the more spontaneous narrative
arts. Each story is written when it needs to be written. For me, writing "with a collection in mind" |
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Éilís Ní Dhuibhne
Author of The Shelter of Neighbours
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would damage, if not destroy, the
sense of catching a story from the air. One of the things I love
about the short story is this easy relationship with time. It’s an
omelette, not a turkey with all the trimmings. Having a specific kind
of collection in mind from the start would – for me - make short story
writing more like the marathon that is novel writing..."
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the rest of the interview >>
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| "The Salaryman was a very early one, five years before my agent sold Drifting House,
and in between that time I stopped writing for up |
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Krys Lee
Author of Drifting House
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to six months at a
time. I was afraid of turning writing into anything more serious than a
hobby because then I could fail. Studying at the Warren Wilson MFA
program slowly gave me permission to take writing seriously, which is
one of the best reasons for studying in an MFA program. Two years after
completing the program, I completed my collection and got a two book
deal..."
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the rest of the interview >>
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