Jade

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Jade had just turned sixteen. She lived with Coco and Mimi in the second house from the river, a barbershop….Coco and Mimi did business with men.

Poetry Feature: Ellen Hinsey

Featuring the poems:

  • Testimony on What is Important
  • Chronicle: A Concise Biography of Tyranny
  • Annals: Inventory

The Shoe Soiler

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The headline in the upper-right-hand portion of the front page caught Rachel’s attention. “University Police Hunt Library ‘Shoe Soiler,'” it read.

Poetry Feature: Mark Halliday

Featuring the poems:

  • Tim off to Charlotte
  • Shmedlo Talk
  • Wait for the Beep

Off the Record

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He stands in front of the Hertz sign at the train station in Stuttgart, Germany, as we had arranged….A boyish twenty-five, with blond hair and well-scrubbed cheeks, he is what I imagine as the perfect German poster boy of sixty years ago. Then, he would have been dressed in uniform for the Fatherland.

A Conversation with Jeffrey Eugenides

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The first ten years of my writing life were spent thinking about voice, tone, control of language, precision of language. Then I had to teach myself to plot. The Virgin Suicides doesn’t have a whole lot of plot. It’s a book that’s carried on its voice to a large measure. With Middlesex, I taught myself plot.

George Barbier: The Knight of the Bracelet

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With the publication of This Side of Paradise in early 1920, F. Scott Fitzgerald, a Princeton dropout, failed U.S. amy officer and former middling advertising executive, achieved instant celebrity and became a spokesperson for his generation.

Is the Short Story Dead?

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A friend recently asked me whether I believed that the short story was a living art or whether it had gone the way of vinyl records.  I told her that I knew a guy who listened only to vinyl.  This music lover is in fact a music fiend with a twenty-some-thousand-dollar sound system to play his old records.  It occurred to me later, though, that my friend and I were mixing up categories in the way that art pundits too often do.

Chinatown Mud

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It snowed all over Chicago, but in early February it was only New Year’s in Chinatown. And when the next thaw happened in March, it left gobs of soggy firecracker wrappings all over the streets and sidewalks–spitballs forming a wet cushion of Chinatown mud.

Go at Shaktoolik

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The cop was after Go-Boy because of this list he was posting all over town–because he had scared this girl, Valerie….Go stayed up all night making her a list titled 101 Thing I Love About Valerie.