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Bucket of Eels

Mitsuyo Kakuta

‘I was gazing into my empty bowl and realizing how little time it takes to eat when you’re not carrying on a conversation.’

Camelot

Caleb Klaces

‘A typical child feels dangerously.’ New fiction from Caleb Klaces.

Car Concentrate

Etgar Keret

‘Women mostly touch it tentatively with the backs of their hands.’

Careless

Hiroko Oyamada

‘As I lay on the mattress, the white toe pads of the gecko floated up before me, against the vastness of the blue-black night. Rather than a presence, it seemed to me more like a trace, a barely discernible odour that flooded in on the air.’

Cash is King

John Lanchester

Mr Phillips is lying face down on the floor of Barclays Bank.

Caterpillars

James Lasdun

‘But he had engulfed her somehow; taken up residence in her imagination like some large, dense, intractable problem that had been given to her to solve.’

Chanel Nº 5

Victor Lodato

‘The liquid tingled, a subtle electrification, as the scent changed, bloomed, became an extension of the boy himself.’

Charlie Parker Plays Bossa Nova

Haruki Murakami

‘That was the setup for the review I wrote about this imaginary record.’ Translated from the Japanese by Philip Gabriel.

Chekhov’s Ladies

Edna O’Brien

‘Malachi is brushing her hair, long, dark brown and with russet glints. She likes it, as he can tell from her smile in the mirror.’

Circles

Anna Metcalfe

‘He was grumpy in a way that I enjoyed. It reassured me that he was easily displeased – he was discerning, I thought.’

Fiction by Anna Metcalfe.

Clementine, Carmelita, Dog

David Means

‘Here I should stress that dog memory is not at all like human memory, and that human memory, from a dog’s point of view, would seem strange, clunky, unnatural and deceptive.’

Close to Home

Michael Magee

‘I thought about how I had tricked everyone into thinking I was hard, that I could handle myself, without ever having to throw a punch.’

An extract from Close to Home by Michael Magee.

Clough

Jon McGregor

‘She probably thinks this is all a game. There’s time yet.’

Cold Mountain

Andrée A. Michaud

What came after was the stuff of madness, the madness of warring winds, the madness of the man these winds had delivered up to me.