COUPLES More than a decade has passed since the events I’m about to recount took place. It’s important to state this at the outset because the early 2000s seem like a different world. It was possible then not to know things. It was conceivable that a writer could ‘borrow’—ideas, even characters—without committing a theft, andContinue reading “Couples. fiction by Olga Stein”
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Finding Transcendence in an Upside-Down World. fiction by Marzia Rahman
Finding Transcendence into an Upside-Down World When I woke up this morning, I looked out of the window and found the world upside down. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t think much of it. I didn’t want to puzzle myself. I carried on making breakfast; I made toasts and scrambled eggs and a cup ofContinue reading “Finding Transcendence in an Upside-Down World. fiction by Marzia Rahman”
The Clockwork Trinity. fiction by Brian Hughes
The Clockwork Trinity Michael had a box of parts that he had bought and salvaged with the idea of building a remote control car. That box was as far as the project got. Some of the pieces had cost him a lot of money but most of them had been bought at garage sales, fromContinue reading “The Clockwork Trinity. fiction by Brian Hughes”
How the Tree Leaves Helped the Poet. fiction by Dilan Qadir
How the Tree Leaves Helped the Poet He gladly told everyone—sometimes volunteered unsolicited—of the first time he met her at a poetry reading. It was the evening of March 21st, International Poetry Day. He was invited to a reading at a neighbourhood library in North Vancouver. Back then he was working at a clothing storeContinue reading “How the Tree Leaves Helped the Poet. fiction by Dilan Qadir”
Faculty Lounge. fiction by Paul Germano
FACULTY LOUNGE Blue-eyed social studies teacher Claire Peabody pushes open the door to the faculty lounge, letting herself in and shutting out the sweaty stink of youth that permeates the middle school’s hallways. Inside the lounge, the air smells inviting, thanks to an autumn breeze blowing through a propped-open window that intermingles with the ruggedContinue reading “Faculty Lounge. fiction by Paul Germano”
Literary Spotlight. Marthese Fenech in Conversation with Sue Burge
LITERARY SPOTLIGHT: MARTHESE FENECH – STORYTELLING HISTORY For this issue I was lucky enough to hook up with Marthese Fenech, who writes historical fiction, a genre I devour and admire! I love all of Mar’s answers below, she answers my questions as a true and natural storyteller and is the polar opposite of the stereotypesContinue reading “Literary Spotlight. Marthese Fenech in Conversation with Sue Burge”
WordCity Literary Journal. November 2022.
©®| All rights to the content of this journal remain with WordCity Literary Journal and its contributing artists. Table of Contents Letter from the Editor. WordCity’s non-fiction editor, Olga Stein Our War on War War isn’t a place anyone would want to visit. Even this statement borders on the inane and insensitive, given the scaleContinue reading “WordCity Literary Journal. November 2022.”
Churchill At Munich. a novel excerpt by Michael Carin
The novel Churchill At Munich is a work of alternate history. It orchestrates events such that Winston Churchill becomes Prime Minister a couple of years before he actually did. The lion-hearted man of legend then attends the pivotal Munich Conference in place of the deluded and spineless Neville Chamberlain. In this passage, the exceptional eventsContinue reading “Churchill At Munich. a novel excerpt by Michael Carin”
Fires Near Me. fiction by Faye Brinsmead
Fires Near Me We went to bed with the sliding doors open, but smoke woke us at 4. Uncanny, how fast the sleeping brain reacts to fire. The slightest whiff, and bam! You sprang up and closed the doors. Thanks. I stroked the back of your neck, C1 and C2, where you tense up. Aircon?Continue reading “Fires Near Me. fiction by Faye Brinsmead”
Cut As if By Knife. fiction by Wayne F. Burke
CUT AS IF BY KNIFE JOHNNY GARIBALDI trudged up the soft clover-covered hillside. A black strand of hair, fallen from his pompadour, lay curled on his forehead. Johnny’s shoulders were broad and he had egg-shaped biceps from working-out with the Charles Atlas Expander bar (3 easy payments 9.95 each). Donny Baguette walked beside Johnny: thin,Continue reading “Cut As if By Knife. fiction by Wayne F. Burke”
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