On Monday, the novelist Matthew Sharpe announced that once a week for the next twelve weeks he will write a very short story to post on his blogspot as an experiment in self-publishing.
Uncommonly simple in execution, his blog is pure unadulterated text. Anything more would take away from his brilliantly observed vignettes that seem quiet and unassuming until they aren’t. The first story, which is one paragraph, is a chillingly relevant account of a mysterious hooded boy sitting in the back of a classroom, told from the perspective of his high school history teacher.
Especially moving in the unobtrusive nature of his writing, Sharpe’s stories acutely condense the most intimate aspects of human relationships.
