What I Read in March

With all that happens around a person's 40th birthday, I somehow managed to find some time to read some excellent short fiction in March. The ones included below come from a variety of online magazines but I'm not going to pretend that this is an exhaustive list:

Things Crumble, Things Break by Nate Southard. Liked this one quite a bit. Chemical spill or accident leaves a town of crippled, their bones so fragile a gentle push could stave in a chest. A man and his girlfriend contemplate leaving their quarantine even as a heavy sadness fills in all of the weak parts of their determination. The horror here is in the ease of emotional investment in fragile, doomed beings.
In the Shade of the Pixie Tree by Rodello Santos (Beneath Ceaseless Skies) something about this reminds me of Lord Dunsany: a sweet but ultimately tragic tale of a young witch and the slow unwinding of a difficult spell. Fantasy that takes familiar tropes like pixies and witches and makes them new again will always win a place in my heart.
You will always have family by Kathleen Kayembe (NSF). Excellent long form story about a deteriorating family transplanted into America. Sort of a Faulkner Gothic as if told by Junot Diaz in a very macabre mood.

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Also, I got a nice surprise today in the mail - the physical copy of the anthology, "Book of Blasphemous Words," my story "Killing the First Gods," appeared in. If you're inclined to read a melancholy story of the dead gods of the Upper Paleolithic, this story and others included may be up your alley.

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Reading Response to "A Good Man is Hard to Find."

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