On "Miss Grief" by Constance Fenimore WoolsonAnne Boyd Rioux
When Constance Fenimore Woolson wrote “Miss Grief,” shortly after her arrival in Europe in late 1879, she was, unlike her eponymous...
Todd invited the Korns—all of them—for a visit at the beach. Not just dinner, but to stay overnight. Laura was finishing the border of a 2000...
Klodt's HorsesMikhail Iossel
One day, many years ago, in another lifetime, a friend told me that the sculptor Peter Klodt, author of the famed four-part Horse-Tamer composition...
What Happens NextRoy Kesey
Was that meant to be a proper question? If not—if you were only making conversation—then very well, let us converse. But if so, then I’m...
On "An Unwritten Novel" by Virginia WoolfKristopher Jansma
I teach two hours from where I live, so I spend a lot of time writing on the bus. It’s quiet and the route is scenic––once we get through North Jersey
Father Figure or, How to Hang the Artwork of the Deceased in Six Trouble-Free StepsCaleb Leisure
News of my father’s death arrived via First-Class Mail, between The New England Journal of Medicine and the spring Agent Provocateur catalogue
Travel TipsManuel Martinez
You should travel as lightly as is possible, of course, and all manner of products can help you do so: quick-drying underwear and powdered soaps...
Maddy stands before a wall-size map of Italy. She’s staring at Tuscany while Joe shows her their intended route. They’ll be traveling there in June.
On "The Elephant Vanishes" by Haruki MurakamiLily Tuck
Italo Calvino once wrote that he wanted to edit a collection of stories that consisted of one sentence and, as an extraordinary example, he cites...
For GuayamaLuis Negrón
Sammy: First of all excuse my handwriting since I didn’t bring my glasses. It’s just that, nene, I’m going nuts with Guayama being sick...