Monday, May 30, 2011

Fiction: "Road Hunting" by Lindsay Purves

Published in Anderbo

By Ken Brosky
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Anderbo can feel a little overwhelming at first, but if you take your time and really browse the site, you can find some great stuff to read while you're whittling away your time at work being unproductive.

The Pinch Literary journal, on the other hand, is kind of the opposite. It's easy to navigate, but there's not much there. No, you have to buy their literary journal, which I do on occasion, and I'm sorry to say there's not much I can offer in the way of links to convince you their journal is worth reading. But what I did find was a contribution in Anderbo from a writer who'd also been published in The Pinch. And so this will have to do for now.

From "Road Hunting," by Lindsay Purves:

At the Pig Stand, after they are shaky with caffeine, they climb into Daniel’s mother’s red Ford Taurus, never Juliana’s own Jeep, and drive out to the country. They take Calder, past the once-grand mansions that are now crack houses, and the Mexican restaurants, and St. Elizabeth’s hospital, all the way until it meets Phelan. Phelan runs through still-nice houses with trees, past the high school where Daniel and Juliana met, and toward Winnie and Hardin. The strip malls and dentist’s offices turn to fields and clumps of towering pines. At the train tracks, once they’re out of town, they veer right and pass the Exxon refinery. Its stacks chug on, spewing vapor, in the haze of the yellow lights that hang over the metal structures like stars. They twist and turn through fields and at the stop sign turn right to make the loop through Winnie.

Click here to read the full short story.

Cheers,

Ken Brosky

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