Short Story Review: Laughter Among the Trees by Suzan Palumbo

The highway to the campground cuts through the granite Laurentian Plateau like a desiccated wound. It’s been twenty five years since I’ve retraced this road and, though the comfort stops along the route have been expanded and streamlined, the forest and rock remain the same: Ancient, silent and unflinching.I was fourteen when we retreated South … Continue reading Short Story Review: Laughter Among the Trees by Suzan Palumbo

The Gremlin’s Library: The Moths and Other Stories by Helena Maria Viramontes

Trigger warning: The review briefly touches on things like abortion and misogyny, but more prominently, child murder/dismemberment comes up in a story and is discussed here. I've been working on breaking a reading slump, and the last while, I've kept running into upsetting things in books that I wasn't warned or prepared for, leaving me … Continue reading The Gremlin’s Library: The Moths and Other Stories by Helena Maria Viramontes

The Gremlin’s Library: Bloodchild and Other Stories by Octavia Butler

I confess, I've never actually read Octavia Butler before. It wasn't deliberate - a lot of her work just falls more to the sci-fi side of spec, and I tend to seek out fantasy. Plus, for whatever reason (we all know why), she never comes up on those Big Fancy Rec Lists or gets assigned … Continue reading The Gremlin’s Library: Bloodchild and Other Stories by Octavia Butler

The Gremlin’s Library: “The Dead, In Their Uncontrollable Power” by Karen Osborne

I am notoriously bad at keeping up with New Things. I have a bit of a wandering magpie's approach to fiction; I get to things when I get to them, pick up what interests me at random, and am otherwise incredibly unpredictable. That said, this year, I've made an actual effort to keep up with … Continue reading The Gremlin’s Library: “The Dead, In Their Uncontrollable Power” by Karen Osborne

Short Story Review: “I live with him, i see his face, i go no more away” by Helen Oyeyemi

Some girls wearing school uniform (lucky girls) helped me fold up the frills at the bottom of the skirt so that it didn't scrape the floor. It was really too much. I wanted to kill myself. I know you hate it when I say that, and of course I don't mean it when I say … Continue reading Short Story Review: “I live with him, i see his face, i go no more away” by Helen Oyeyemi