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The Night I Met David Sedaris by Eva Rivers

‘Don’t write like a housewife. And read David Sedaris.’ This was the advice my daughter gave me as she thrust a copy of his book, Let’s Discuss Diabetes With Owls into my hands. Three years later, on the night of my 49th birthday, Bec took me to see David Sedaris at Cadogan Hall in London.

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FICTION: Mother Knows Best by Abigail Seltzer

She will present me with a thin sheaf of paper after hinting at its existence for days. She will read it over my shoulder until I tell her to stop, and while I read, she will watch my every move. Her smirk will tell me that, like all novices, she secretly thinks she’s produced a

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FICTION: The Border by Eddie Matthews

  Winter Josué took a revolver to the border with four bullets in his fist: 9mm, 10mm, 22mm, 33mm. He tried to fit each bullet into the chamber, but only one slotted in, so he dropped the rest under the yellow palo verde tree. He spun the cylinder, raised the barrel to his head and

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FICTION: A Fish Story by Jennifer Bailey

I’m running through the cold shallows then a low dive and I’m under, opening my eyes to the milk white, green then black, working my limbs, pushing into nothing before I’m up again, often against a wind that stirs the water to frisky waves slapping my face till I have to turn back.  Wading the

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FICTION: Postcards from the twenty-sixth by Niall Keegan

On the morning of the 26th Mr. Withers sits at his kitchen table spreading chocolate truffles on toast. He places them in the centre of the bread and waits for them to melt, before expertly steering the screed towards the crusts, an equal portion to every side. The knife moves innately, like a big fish

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FICTION: Variations of Molly by Corrina O’Beirne

Sunday 24th September 11p.m. Dominic, or the purveyor of lies as I now think of him, left me three weeks ago. No warning signs. No argument or chance to talk things over. Just a scribbled note. That’s our goodbye. What kills me is Dominic spends a fortune on bespoke stationery, Mont Blanc pens, Japanese stamp

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2 Days to go for Shallow Creek Crowdfunder

You may be aware that during the last few weeks our social media accounts on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram (@morestorgy) has been spamming a certain anthology we’re going to be releasing early next year. Shallow Creek will be a speculative fiction anthology with some of the field’s newest voices in the field, alongside masters of

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FILM ARTICLE: Passion Gap

Elani has grown up in violence. It surrounds her. It inhabits her father and lives on every face in her neighborhood. But Elani has learned a trick: watching people’s hands. If she carefully observes how someone carries a mug or a phone or a bottle, she can spot that subtle difference between holding and wielding.

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FICTION: The Dog Walker by Yen Radecki

Melanie turned her back to the balustrade, cupping her phone with one hand to shield it from the glare. It was late summer, and late enough in the day to be cool at last, with the sea breeze kicking sand into the air and leaving a fine spray of salt and damp on the seats

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