Life on Grímsey Island
Juan Gabriel Vásquez
“From the second floor Oliveira could see the street was beginning to show signs of life. A green and blue bus went past, the white interior lights still on, and stopped to drop off a passenger.”
Land of Love and Drowning
Tiphanie Yanique
“The crowd met at the waterfront. Boats had been hired to row them over to Water Island. Anette held onto Franky as the little fishing boat docked up.”
The Unemployed Life of a Professional Writer
From Job to Job, Book to Book, on the West Coast of Canada
Sex, Feminism, and the Lost Genius of Violette Leduc
On Her Newly Translated Classic, 'Therese and Isabelle'
C’est la guerre
Danniel Schoonebeek
“It wears the salt out of you, it grinds you down a small chunk, boarding another train after five hours of sleep, your bags slung across your back and fending for silence again, this twelve-hour ride to New Orleans, city that care forgot, in which your sister awaits you, in which a nephew and niece and a house full of questions await you.”
The Fierce New Mythologies of Lidia Yuknavitch
Michele Filgate in Conversation About Blood, Sweat, Tears, and More
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