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Reposting: Reading of Guernica fiction

Wednesday, June 18, 7pm
Reading: Guernica Fiction

Short fiction night. Novelist Alexander Chee guest edits a special issue of Guernica: A Magazine of Art & Politics featuring New Korean American Fiction and asks what it means to be Korean American. Come hear Alexander Chee, Catherine Chung, Elaine H. Kim, and Jin Yong Sohn read from stories published in the June 2008 issue of Guernica.

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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.