I first encountered THE2NDHAND when I bought a used book online. I can’t remember the book, but I do remember a broadsheet I received in the envelope, a fine short story by Patrick Somerville. It turns out that they also have a website where they post short stories, and they ended up liking “Faith” enough to put it up. I read an excerpt of this story at the Sulu Reading series in NYC, which was almost two years ago…? Man, where does the time go. Anyway, you can now read it in full. Much thanks to Rhian Ellis for writing After Life, which inspired this short story.
There was a time in my life when I read purely for pleasure. Before then, I read pretty much for pain, or more accurately, I read and it caused me pain. Like reading Thoreau’s Walden and Stephen Crane’s The Red Badge of Courage for English class – now there was torture. But thankfully, there was Stephen King and Stephen R. Donaldson and Stephen Coonts and even some authors not named Stephen, and I was in bliss. These were my lazy high school years. I remember reading Misery in a single day, from nine in the morning until nine at night, and I had no other desire than to feel every word on the page. It was pure hedonism.
1) The latest issue of Kartika Review features a special section called “Meditations of Home,” and you can read my own personal view on this subject. Fine writers such as Alexander Chee, Don Lee, Min Jin Lee, Yiyun Li, and Ed Lin also participated in the project, so it’s really an issue worth reading. You can get the journal in PDF, or better yet, you can have Lulu crank out a paper copy.
2) Speaking of Ed, I had an absolute blast at the The Sulu Series last night! We were there to celebrate his latest novel Snakes Can’t Run, and there was poetry and fiction and songs, too, and even a short film at the end. I’m not used to being out in the city so late on a school night, but wow, was it ever worth it.
Many more pictures here. I read from a short story titled “Faith,” something I had completed a week ago. I’m not entirely happy with the story as it stands, so most likely it’ll change, but for those who want to know how it ends (at least for now), you can read it
here (now published here); search for “END OF SULU READING” to find the exact spot where I stopped reading.
By the way, I should mention that I was inspired to write this story after reading Rhian Ellis‘ novel After Life; in fact, the premise is identical. I can only dream of writing with Ellis’ prosaic precision, so there is no comparison — everyone should read her fabulous novel.