A Visit From the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan 8 min. @ The Mascot on West Queen West Sheila had kept the hair wrapped around the little carved figure for two weeks now. She was careful to make sure she removed it from under the pillow when she got up. Read more…
Rush Home Road by Lori Lansens 5 minutes @ crafted on ossington “Holy mother of god! She’s lost what’s left of her mind!” Serena’s words exploded out the cell phone. Catelin regretted having it on speaker hone. “I think it’s perfectly reasonable for me to throw myself a party and Read more…
The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern 8 min on the Yonge-University line, southbound The first night, not the first night as in opening night, that was still months away, but the first night of training Kaylie Belle went four hours before she found water and fourteen before she found food. Read more…
The Climber Room by Sam Lipsyte 8 min @ the desk, Toronto It was a curse. She couldn’t tell people of course, it would only make it worse. Not even her best friend. For now it was only the hair on her head. The witch had said if she didn’t broker Read more…
Lives of the Saints by Nino Ricci 8 min @ crafted She was not well. Her skin was pale and dark where it shouldn’t be. She was not well and she was mean. She’d always been a bit sharp but now she was all bite and venom. Even her smile Read more…
Parisian Chic by Ines de la Fressange 8 min @ the kitchen table, Toronto There was a stain the color of mud in the center of the sheet. Quickly, she covered it with the top sheet, making nice crisp tucks at the corner. She didn’t notice the pungent odor of Read more…
Long For This World by Jonathan Weiner 8 min @ Manic Coffee The boy sat on the Chesterfield, hands in fists rested politely on his lap. As she listened Mary looked over Carl’s shoulder, she was not sure if the boy was blinking. He rarely spoke but his blinks were a Read more…
Let’s Pretend This Never Happened by Jenny Lawson 7 min @ Crafted “Never ever! Never not no more!” He puffed out his little chest, a mini barrel version of his father’s. The small soft feet slapped on the linoleum, the pudgy hands clenched tight as his eyes, but his mouth was Read more…