This post is a roughly tidied version of my April 2022 tweets about short stories. It’s quite long (although the month’s reading was abbreviated by Covid), so I’m putting the rest of it below the cut. There’s a list of all stories at the very end of the post.
This post is a roughly tidied version of my March 2022 tweets about short stories. It’s extremely long, so I’m putting the rest of it below the cut. There’s a list of all stories at the very end of the post.
Parts will very likely end up in other posts in the future. There are ideas coalescing, including thoughts on e.g. stories of revolution, loss, communication, witness, and the metaphorical weight of birds — and thoughts on the emphases and accents of speculative fiction, and the evolution of stories on given themes.
This post is a roughly tidied/slightly edited version of a Twitter thread I’ve been keeping, tracking my February 2022 short story reading. It is extremely long, so I’m putting the rest of it below the cut. Parts will very likely end up in other posts in the future. And at the very end of this post is a list of all the stories read.
You can sort the full list by a number of categories, which I recommend doing as there are many and varied books on it. Jessica P. Wick’s review of Flyaway is here:
And you can buy Flyaway through all good bookstores and the usual online suspects.
“It should be no surprise that Kathleen Jennings’s debut novel is splendid and unusual, that it feels like a dispatch from another, finer world, that it frightens and enchants in the same breath.”
“It should be no surprise that Kathleen Jennings’s debut novel is splendid and unusual, that it feels like a dispatch from another, finer world, that it frightens and enchants in the same breath.”
And I had a great conversation with David McLean of “Published or Not” on 3CR community radio in Melbourne, which is now online here:
Such a lovely surprise to get a review for Flyaway from, of all places. Smart Bitches, Trashy Books — only a little of the surprise is because Flyaway is not (as Carrie points out) romance. Mainly it is because I have a longstanding affection for SBTB, and it is a very nice review, and I wasn’t expecting it at all.
“… I adored this novella. ADORED it. I love the imagery, the atmosphere, the incredible tactile quality of the world as described, the structure, and the reveal of what is happening with Bettina and her family. This is some of the best prose I’ve ever read in terms of description. Just look at this, and tell me you don’t feel these descriptions of trees right on your skin and in your eyes…“