A very late post considering, but my notes are frowning at me and I have to oblige. January was a great month reading wise and I read a lot and very good short stories. As always, here you’ll find both old and new pieces in no particular order. Just the way I put them down on my notes. (You can also see that when I like a magazine or an author I kind of … don’t let go.)
In March, I finally managed to go back to reading short stories, which has helped change my mood to the better. I didn’t have a plan in the way I chose what I read. In the following list there older stories and newer stories, same venues and same authors. Most of them are flash stories, because it was easier for me to focus for a shorter amount of time. But they are all unique and interesting.
So, there you go!
Last year, reading ended up being quite the struggle. I found it very difficult to keep my concentration when reading long or short form, and I hunted my interest in the stories I read with a harpoon.
So, this year, in an effort to bring my mojo back and keep myself accountable for reading more on the front of short fiction and poetry, I’m going to make one post per month of my favorite reads. While I didn’t read as many short stories as I had planned, I’m quite satisfied with the progress I made. Without further ado, here is a small list of the short stories and the poems that I liked during January.
“Green Tunnels” by Taimur Ahmad, in Fireside Fiction
“The Dead, In their Uncontrollable Power” by Karen Osborne, in Uncanny
“recursion” by M. Darush Whem, in Liminality
“Mojo Lost” by Allyson Shaw, in Liminality
“You and Your Tulpa” by Jen Julian, in Liminality
“For Mrs. Q” by C.S.E. Cooney. in Fireside
“The city that changed hands” by Maya Chhabra, in Strange Horizons
I decided that it was time to start writing reviews. The main reason for this is because I suck at it, so what better way to better yourself at something than jump right into it.
I’ll start with a book I read at the end of last year and I liked very very very much.
Prime Meridian by Silvia Moreno-Garcia.
A month ago we thought spring was just around the corner, my flowers started to blossom, the sun was shining, the weather was finally warmer and then April decided it was time for rain. Rain. So much rain. All the rain. And wind of course. In Athens this month, we ended up having six hours of winter and six hours of spring.