Fiction

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A Small Planet

When you move house, you move the stuff with you. Beneath a few notebooks and rubber bands, there’s a letter from a former lover. You no longer see each other.
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She

He loved her so much he doesn’t believe it now; he laughs about it, a long, hard and cynical laugh. It is the laugh of someone who has lost.
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Do Not Pet

Nothing better to put a broken heart into perspective, I think to myself, than the inanity of the llama, the enlightenment of the sloth, the opportunism of the chimpanzee.
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Day 1851

I am standing next to Mrs De Clou. Her heart rate is higher than it usually is at this time of day. Mrs De Clou is sweating mildly, but above average for the th... Read more
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The Withdrawal Method

‘You can pay for half the procedure.’ ‘How much is that gonna be?’ ‘I think it costs two hundred and fifty dollars,’ I say. ‘But I might just be getting that from Dirty Dancing.’
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It Feels Like Crime:The Devil Inside

Of all the questions authors get asked, the most puzzling but persistent concerns that which others might think of what the writer has produced. These others - these potential disapprovers - might be the writer’s spouse, her family, her colleagues, c... Read more
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The Special Advisor

You did not apply for this job. You applied for another job, but they are offering you this one. You can’t imagine that they would ever have advertised this job... Read more
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Heroic Dose

'So you hop on a teapot and listen to this chick called Moon or June or Spoon who wants to tell you you’ve a beautiful aura, but doesn’t want to discuss her RL non-existence as a dental technician in Las Cruces.'
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. . . to B.S. Johnson

The work of B.S. Johnson (1933–73) has for too long been saddled with the deadly label ‘experimental’. A notorious figure on the British literary landscape of t... Read more