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Glimmer Train Stories, #68
Glimmer Train Stories 68
Author: Hugh Sheehy, Armand ML Inezian, Ann Beattie, Alvin Handelman, Melanie Rae Thon, Eileen FitzGerald, Evan Lavender-Smith, Ingrid Hill, Interview with Yiyun Li, Sara Whyatt
Literary short stories by established and emerging writers. Excerpts: Melanie Rae Thon — Saviors — The ambulance took seventeen astonishing minutes. Willis and Louise sang the whole time, soft and low, sweet rock-a-bye love songs, as if the man were their first and last and most beloved only child. Armand ML Inezian — See Me...  more »

These old memories--the tastes of candies of his youth, pictures of rooms on other continents, the smell of long-defunct hair tonics, conversations with relatives who'd died decades ago--who needed them? Alvin Handelman

Hurricane Man

When my brother Jeremy died, in 1996, at the age of fifty-eight, I felt as if an enormous hole had been dug out of my chest. I was not lightened by it. Eileen FitzGerald

Enough Dead Squirrel

They'd found salvation finally in a psychologist, an elfish man who called it a phobia, taught slow breathing, and loved to talk about Mary Poppins--the books, not the movie. "He's a very smart boy," said the doctor. "It's not easy to be a smart boy. Smart means sensitive, and sensitive can make you sad." Hugh Sheehy

After the Flood

The Mississippi swells up and covers the town and the surrounding forest, devastating all visible creation. Hundreds of egrets fly north; there is no counting the dead. Ann Beattie

Something, Something

A line of re-gifting impossible to keep track of, a mobius strip of swirling presents, flashing like a conga line of drunks in Tortola at sunset, tenuously connecting a PR person in Paris to a woman in the Florida Keys, then expanding into the universe, eventually to disappear into the Black Hole of gifts. Evan Lavender-Smith

Bad Numbers

"I thought I was done for, Bob, I thought I was going to die in that old refrigerator. So I took the time to really go over every inch of me, really say a good goodbye to myself. I touched between my toes and along the creases of my eyelids." Yiyun Li

Interview by Linda B. Swanson-Davies

In Chinese, you have to memorize everything--there's no spelling. You have to memorize probably thousands of characters to be literate. That's a major difficulty for me trying to teach my children Chinese. I can't make them memorize thousands of characters. There are some rules, some logic, like if you put the characters for sun and moon together, you have another character that means bright or light, but you can't read if you don't know how to pronounce a character. It's not like English. Ingrid Hill

The Light on the Windows at Marienburg

I was eleven, and I'd thought I would graduate from eighth grade at the same school where I'd gone all my life--well, six years--but my mother was taking me to godforsaken postwar Germany, to an army base, so she could marry a lieutenant colonel and we could be fixed for life.
ISBN-13: 9781595530172
ISBN-10: 1595530177
Publication Date: 8/1/2008
Pages: 216
Edition: #68
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Publisher: Glimmer Train Press, Inc.
Book Type: Paperback
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