Two Stories
i had a son over the weekend i have a son and he’s three. he has chestnut hair. the thing is i just haven’t been fertilized yet. but once i am, once he’s born, and once it’s been three years, i’ll...
View ArticleA Cloud
Good Luck: Episode Thirty-One A cloud was born over the Cape of Good Hope. It was first seen at sunrise by an ostrich staring out at the ocean waves breaking on the rocks. The ostrich often stood...
View ArticleAn Excerpt from Vincent and Alice and Alice
[The following is an excerpt from Shane Jones’ new novel, Vincent and Alice and Alice, now available from Tyrant Books. Get your copy today.] § § § “You look like Bert, from Bert and Ernie,”...
View ArticleSusan Tepper: The TNB Self-Interview
What do you think of men in general? I don’t believe you can generalize men. Or, women. They each have their own brand of quirk. You wrote a novel called What Drives Men. Did you write it from a...
View ArticleMysterious Morning
It was the early morning in Kabukicho. The sun was only just up and everything was weird and tinted blue. The breeze pushed a piss smell from the gutters. There were cigarette butts in puddles along...
View ArticleNight Guard
After a couple of incidents I got a reputation as someone who couldn’t look after kids properly. Bad things tended to happen. I had no explanation for it. I could have made more from the menial...
View ArticleGood Luck
Good Luck: Episode Forty-Three The garbageman was at his kitchen window, looking out. I’m all alone, and I am the Devil, and I am misunderstood. He was like everybody I ever knew, everything I ever...
View ArticleDeath
Good Luck: Episode Forty-Four Why do people write stories? Because they’ll die soon, that’s why. Why do people read stories? Because they’re alive, for now, that’s why. The editor was overwhelmed....
View ArticleTwo Stories
Cum hitting the psoriasis on my elbow made my elbow sting. His ex had psoriasis too, maybe that was his type. I found out she had psoriasis from her blog and I’d scrolled through the entire blog all...
View ArticleThe Voices of Neversink: An Interview with Adam O’Fallon Price
Adam O’Fallon Price is the author of two novels: The Grand Tour (Doubleday, 2016) and most recently The Hotel Neversink (Tin House, 2019). We recently discussed the joys and difficulties of writing...
View ArticleThe Editor
Good Luck: Episode Forty-Six The editor rushed into the mold-reeking business center, up the stairs, past the massage therapist, past the office full of young people making cold calls, selling...
View ArticleSelf
Good Luck: Episode Forty-Seven On the rush to the hospital we detoured for cigarettes and I locked the keys to the Chrysler in the ignition while the Chrysler was running. You can’t go anywhere...
View ArticleKilling Donald Barthelme
i wrote a book called Killing Donald Barthelme. i didn’t mean to. i didn’t really mean to write a book. what I wanted was to reveal my darkest secrets and in turn receive applause. i wanted to write...
View ArticleControl
Good Luck: Episode Forty-Eight The postman nailed a note on my front door. The box out by the road was frozen shut. He couldn’t deliver. I had to do something about it. I didn’t do nothing about...
View ArticleRed Skies
Good Luck: Episode Fifty A day before the end, I forget. It’s warm and the sky is deep red and the clouds roll slowly by. My coworker climbs up on a flatbed truck and lies down and looks up at that...
View ArticleAn Excerpt from Kevin Bigley’s Forthcoming Novel, Comaville
Preorder Comaville from Clash Books. Josh Husk awoke in a bed that had once belonged to him. The sun peered through the nearby window, gently stroking his face. He lay there for a brief moment,...
View ArticleEviction
Good Luck: Episode Fifty-One My psychiatrist was dressed as a sad clown. Rainbow wig. Greasepaint. Bells on his shoes. He answered the door and asked me what I was supposed to be. “Stanley...
View ArticleRewilding
Good Luck: Episode Fifty-Two The man didn’t know. He didn’t know who he was. He didn’t know where he was. Or when it was. The room was dark. Someone was snoring on the other side of it. He lay there....
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