Category Archives: Guernica

New Fiction on Guernica

The Seven Credos and Guest Fiction Editor Ben Marcus

Acclaimed author Ben Marcus, acting as Guernica‘s Guest Fiction Editor, has chosen seven writers for October and November. Knowing that “no one trusts a barking anthologist, beating his chest over the specialness and artistic diversity of his enterprise,” Marcus has asked each writer to share a personal credo. To read Marcus’s essay, click here.

October and November Fiction for Guernica Chosen by Ben Marcus
Dyannah Byington; Matthew Derby; Doug Elsass; Rozalia Jovanovic; Deb Olin Unferth; Joe Wenderoth; April Wilder


New fiction on Guernica

Waiting by E.C. Osondu
Nigerian writer and Caine Prize Finalist Osondu examines life in a refugee camp: “My friends in the camp are known by the inscriptions written on their t-shirts. Acapulco wears a t-shirt with the inscription, Acapulco. Sexy’s t-shirt has the inscription Tell Me I’m Sexy. Paris’s t-shirt says See Paris And Die.

Postcards from the Museum of Olivia by Eric Kraft

Kraft, acclaimed author of the novels Little Follies, Where Do You Stop?, What a Piece of Work I Am, Herb ‘n’ Lorna, Reservations Recommended, At Home With the Glynns, and Flying (to be published in 2009 by Picador), contributes the story of the town of Olivia, which requires an admission fee, because “the Town of Olivia is the Museum of Olivia.”

The Woman on the Tape by Anya Yurchyshyn
Yurchyshyn writes of Junie, a twentysomething “orphan” who tries gain a sense of normality after the death of her parents.

New fiction on Guernica

The Memoirs and Prison Journal of Horace W. Redpole, 1793-1794
by Paul Gregory Himmelein

Grandmother was sprawled upon the couch in a heap of black crinoline; her shockingly white legs were raised in the air. Mr. Sparrow supported himself in a very precarious position and did not look the least bit comfortable but was busy grinding his privates into Grandmother’s, much like a mortar and pestle.

Tomorrow night: Guernica and Pen World Voices

Guernica magazine is sponsoring two PEN World Voices events.

Tuesday, April 29th
Crisis Darfur: A Conversation with Mia Farrow and Bernard-Henri Lévy
8 p.m.: The French Institute, Alliance Française ($15/$10 students)

Friday, May 2nd
Leaving Home: With Dinaw Mengestu, György Dragomán, and Saša Stanišić. Moderated by Irina Reyn. 5:30 p.m.: Austrian Cultural Forum (FREE, but reservations required).

Click HERE for more information.

Intro film on Pen World Voices

New Fiction in Guernica Magazine


* Susan Daitch’s “All that is Solid” asks, what would it be like to work in the Empire State Building if/when another great ape decides to climb it?

Susan read this story at the Brooklyn Public Library (a reading she did with Ben Marcus) and gave Guernica a shout-out. Thanks Susan.

* A new story by Amy Brill, “Something so Nice for Nobody,” thrusts the reader into a world filled with people struggling to find love.

Francisco Goldman in Guernica


Years ago, I saw Francisco Goldman at the New York Public Library, in conversation with Junot Diaz. Goldman’s warmth and humor was everywhere that night, along with his intelligence and humor. When I asked him to be our guest fiction editor, I received that same generous response.

And then his wife Aura Estrada died. He decided to dedicate his efforts to her. Read his essay to find out more.

Picture is of Francisco and his late wife, Aura. Francisco took the picture himself.

Stories include:

A Person of Interest (a novel excerpt) By Susan Choi

Everything as it always was, day after day, until the thunderous boom.

Two Films (a novel excerpt) By Ernesto Mestre-Reed

As the projector unexplainably kept on rolling even after the house lights went up and the medics made their way to the front, some, apparently to the filmmaker’s credit as an artist and perhaps his detriment as a person, continued to watch and even laugh at the hazy antics on the screen.

Ball Game (a novel excerpt) By Gabriela Jauregui

He should have been thankful that Xavi died when their friendship was still intact, still unconditionally generous, as strong as their youthful athletes’ muscles, as stubbornly perfect.

You’re My Only Home (a novel excerpt) By Jay Caspian Kang

The mirror needs to be hung up at a height of 18 feet. The four-foot stepladder we borrowed from the Weisses comes up nine feet short, and climbing the low-hanging branches has not been as easy as I first imagined. The bark leaves a slippery residue on my palms and the needles tear away as easily as leper hair.

Atmospheric Disturbances (a novel excerpt) By Rivka Galchen

Those phrases, something has changed, just need to get away, personal vacation, were not really my words but TV words, movie words, pollen in the air.

456 Victoria (a novel excerpt) By Bex Brian

“I can’t study here.” Karenne’s hand waved loosely over the room. Augati saw the whole shabby truth of her life. The coffee table: a door, the handle still on poking up through the magazines that concealed the rest, rows upon rows of old magazines, many with missing covers, many marked and marred by grease, spilled coffee, forgotten bubble gum. Even the pillow she had picked up when she joined Karenne was bald, and it stank.

Sam Lipsyte, Guest fiction editor


Sam was never a teacher of mine. I met him in Russia when I’d a scholarship for a fiction workshop. But Sam was a standout: a nice guy and a true advocate for his students.

Plus, and this I can attest to, he’s a great fellow passenger on the hell-ride known as Aeroflot. I spent many, many hours with that guy in various threadbare airports.

His efforts are now up on the Guernica site.

The background blah-blah

I’m a writer.

But:

I’ve erased everything that was here because I found it so appalling.

I’ve never kept a diary (on a regular basis, that is) for the same reason.

I have had just about all I can take of myself. — S. N. Behrman

I write about books, movies, travel, and interesting people. I’ve written for both Maxim and Good Housekeeping (that’s a gamut), Reel.com, Time Out New York, Museums New York, Museums Boston, Four Seasons magazine, USAir Magazine, TV Guide, for a book called New York Calling: From Blackout to Bloomberg (2008, U of Chicago/Reaktion Books) and many others–most of which are not on the Internet.

I’ve been writing forever: I was an editor at my high school paper, and arts editor of my college paper, and even founded my school paper in 6th grade. I have an MFA from Columbia in screenwriting. My work has been (ugh) optioned. “Development Hell” it was. I also worked on countless short films. Such as this and this. I wrote and directed two sync-sound 16mm films that played such festivals as Chicago, and elsewhere.

I’m an editor for Guernica magazine , where I edit fiction, along with the occasional nonfiction piece.

I have blogged for Guernica HERE. Mostly the pieces are about Republicans. And they’re a rant. Yes, I know that.

Search my name, you’ll see I’m a signer of petitions (signed it–just one–in Union Square, unaware that it would be broadcast around the world.) And that I’ve written for magazines. Sometimes the stuff shouldn’t be on the Internet

Because I didn’t sign a contract that allowed it.

This shouldn’t be on the Internet either (because again, I didn’t sign a contract that allowed it).

Sometimes, it should

I write mostly because of these demons. They offered my a Faustian bargain: fun at school in exchange for 10 years of paying it off. Not on the internet: my fiction. That’s what I do. I’ve read here
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and here and elsewhere in little places around NYC.

I’ve also gotten a 2005 partial scholarship to Summer Literary Workshops in St. Petersburg, Russia.

and a 2006 Conference Grant
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And a “waitership” to Bread Loaf Writers’ Conference in 2007.

UPDATE: More about me in this autobiographical piece I wrote for the Web Site, Mr. Beller’s Neighborhood, an essay called, “From Kobe, Japan to New York City (and Back Again)

Also have a few more stories out there on the Internet and a page on The Atlantic. This entry is an old one.