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I Hear You’re Rich
Diane Williams
“I hear you’re rich. Can you give me some of your money? I hear you’re rich. ”
Fiction by Diane Williams.
I Love You but I’ve Chosen Darkness
Claire Vaye Watkins
‘The uncooperative cadence of the phrase my myspace page perfectly encapsulates the awkwardness of the early oughts when our story begins.’
In Lana Turner’s Bedroom
Gaby Wood
‘It was because it was night-time and raining that I decided to drive up to Lana Turner's old house in Beverly Hills.’
In The Event
Eva Warrick
‘The sky hung bizarrely brownish and heavy below a pink teacup sun, like a portent of the outer space invasion.’
A story by Eva Warrick.
In This Heart You Burn
D. W. Wilson
‘Years later, broken-chested beneath the axle of a Ford Mustang, he’ll dream back to a night on the shores of Mimeer Lake when he amphetamined through till dawn and cracked some asshat’s nose with his elbow and gave his virginity to Isabel Crease.’
Just the Plague
Ludmila Ulitskaya
‘It seems to be more than he can cope with.’
An excerpt from Ulitskaya’s newly translated novel Just the Plague.
Lucy
Lisa Zeidner
‘I needed to sit on two dictionaries to reach the piano, which was respectable, black and dimly European.’
Mirage
Claire Vaye Watkins
‘He had a mind to surf through all crises and shortages and conflicts past and present.’
