Glimmer Train Stories, #45 - Softcover

Cates, David; Tran, Vu; McCafferty, Jane; Munoz, Manuel; Yang, June Unjoo; Farrington, Anthony; O'Malley, Thomas; Trevor, Doug; Bullock, Susanna; Carlsen, Ioanna; Nissen, Thisbe; Dowd, Siobhan; Nyaira, Sandra; Burmeister-Brown, Editors Susan; Swanson-Davies, Linda

9781880966440: Glimmer Train Stories, #45

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ISBN 10: 1880966441 ISBN 13: 9781880966440

Publisher: Glimmer Train Pr Inc, 2002

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Great new literary short fiction collection for readers and writers.

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About the Author:

MANUEL MU�OZ has published work in Boston Review, Colorado Review, and Massachusetts Review, and has stories forthcoming in Epoch and Many Mountains Moving. This is his second appearance in Glimmer Train Stories. He lives in New York City, where he is finishing a novel.

DAVID CATES is the author of the novel Hunger in America, Simon & Schuster, 1992.

VU TRAN was born in Saigon, Vietnam, and grew up in Oklahoma. He is currently completing a collection of short stories, two of which have been published in the Antioch Review and Nimrod International Journal. He lives in Iowa City, where he recently received his MFA from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop.

JANE MCCAFFERTY’s first novel, One Heart, was published in 2000 by HarperCollins. She’s at work on another novel and a second collection of short stories, and she teaches at Carnegie Mellon.

JUNE UNJOO YANG is the 2002 winner of the Chicago Tribune’s Nelson Algren Award for short fiction. Her stories have appeared or are forthcoming in Manoa, Bellingham Review, Post Road, and elsewhere. At the University of Houston, she held a Michener Fellowship while earning her MFA. She recently received a grant from the Cultural Arts Council of Houston and Harris County, along with full fellowships for residencies at Hedgebrook and the Vermont Studio Center.

ANTHONY FARRINGTON teaches writing at Saint Francis University in Pennsylvania. He is a graduate of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. His most recent work appears or is forthcoming in Antietam Review, Gulf Coast, Many Mountains Moving, Mudfish, Spillway, Wisconsin Review, and others. He is currently working on a second novel and a collection of short stories.

IOANNA CARLSEN’s poems and stories have appeared in Poetry, the Hudson Review, Nimrod, Poetry East, Caf� Solo, Chelsea, The Quarterly, Field, Apalachee Quarterly, the Marlboro Review, Quarterly West, Alaska Quarterly Review, Columbia, Solo, Luna, Whiskey Island, Prairie Schooner, Confrontation, and Mondo Greco, and is forthcoming in the Hollins Critic. One of her poems has been chosen to be a part of Poetry 180, an online program of the Library of Congress.

THOMAS O’MALLEY was raised in Ireland and England. A graduate of UMass, Boston, and the Iowa Writers’ Workshop, he is currently a Fellow at the Fine Arts Work Center in Provincetown, Massachusetts.

DOUG TREVOR is an assistant professor of English at the University of Iowa. His fiction has appeared in the Paris Review, the Ontario Review, the Madison Review, and River City. He is currently finishing his first novel, entitled Blue.

SUSANNA BULLOCK lives in Franklin County, Missouri, within sight of the house where her grandfather was born and the graveyard where most of her family’s buried. She’s the caretaker of an elderly mother, a field of soybeans, and a dog named Mercy. She managed a bookstore for ten years and is now working slowly towards a degree in computer art, a short-story collection, and a quilt she has already given away.

THISBE NISSEN is the award-winning author of Out of the Girls’ Room and into the Night (Anchor), The Good People of New York (Alfred A. Knopf), and, with friend Erin Ergenbright, The Ex-Boyfriend Cookbook: They Came, They Cooked, They Left (HarperCollins). A graduate of Oberlin College and the Iowa Writers’ Workshop, Nissen is a former James Michener Fellow.

A native New Yorker, Nissen now lives in Iowa.

David Cates
Imagining Tanya
His long face lit oddly by the dash, he babbled in Lebanese about who knows what, and then in French to Helene, who cried, and then in English about how in Beirut all the officers were mafia trying to control drugs and arms, and how one day they told him to point his gun this way and shoot. Then the next day they told him to point it the other way and shoot.

June Unjoo Yang
A Sentimental Education
Hospitals often seem to have nice views, as if to cover up for all the business of dying. The floor show, as your mother quipped, should be worth the price of admission.

Manuel Mu�oz
Anchorage
He slid coins to the bartender so that she could have another beer, and she turned to stare at him when the beer arrived; she seemed insulted at the possibility that she could drink so much.

Anthony Farrington
The Ten-Day Cat
Even in anger, we could always make each other laugh. On her earliest child-support checks, she wrote "For sexual favors" on the memo line. It wasn’t very funny at the time, but a few years puts a finer edge to it.

Susanna Bullock
4149A
It was something no one talked about unless my brother and I were thought to be asleep.

Thisbe Nissen
Interview by Linda B. Swanson-Davies
Moronic as it may sound, like Idiotic Revelation Number, you know, 18,000, I’m just beginning to realize that everybody is flailing. Your life is an ongoing thing that never gets figured out.

Doug Trevor
The River
I look out the window behind the bed. It’s raining outside. As they go by, the drivers wipe the inside of their windshields with white rags and scarfs.

"Do any of the cars here have defrosters?"

"It must be very tiring, never saying what is on your mind."

"Yes, it is."

Jane McCafferty
Family on Ice
It’s a little complex watching someone you desperately love trying to impress someone they desperately love.

Thomas O’Malley
Wake
Neighbors come and go, smelling of whiskey, and I hold the door for them, listen to their blessings. They touch my shoulder, tousle my hair. There’s a grand lad, they say, sure you’re the spittin’ image of himself, God bless us and save us.

Vu Tran
Monsoon
He felt then that the agony of the world was nothing more than a test, a trial, and if one were to awake from a night of fitful sleep, it was best to say a prayer and go on with things as normal, because at the end of the day the mystery would be all too overwhelming to bear.

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