The Fiction Issue 2013
Here's a look at some famous writers who just happened to have tits.
Unedited writing from up-and-coming young authors – from when they were much younger.
We sat in the recliners. I drank coffee. Sometimes I stuck my finger down my throat.
I didn’t mean to make a baby with Scott in the closet, on ecstasy.
As a child, Claire was a liar.
Take it from me, watch out for the dental schools.
Candice took a lot of drugs, but most of them came with the approval of the DEA.
I suppose it was in Korea where I learned to be alone.
Marilynne Robinson was my fourth and final workshop instructor at the Iowa Writers’ Workshop.
The third time we had sex, Paul said, “I want to make you pregnant.”