Posts Tagged: weekly rumpus fiction

Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Jeff Albers

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The next Weekly Rumpus features fiction from Jeff Albers. Here’s an excerpt: These parties normally had a certain rhythm that suited Frank’s style, so relaxed and casual as to lead him to coin his own time signature, Loesserando, which, he explained, should fall somewhere between the slow walking pace of andante moderato and the reduced […]

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Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Ursula Villarreal-Moura

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The next Weekly Rumpus features fiction from Ursula Villarreal-Moura. Here’s an excerpt: Within a month of knowing her, Irina had turned me on to shoplifting. I was hooked on the thrill of procuring ordinary and exquisite items. From grocery stores, we lifted packages of string cheese, sprinkled donuts, lipsticks, index cards, disposable cameras, and collars […]

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Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Christopher Kennedy

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The next Weekly Rumpus features flash fiction from Christopher Kennedy. Here’s an excerpt: What are the odds that a fantastic one could ever lose to an ordinary asshole? Good, you think. The fantastic ones are always losing, mistaken for ordinary assholes, and the ordinary assholes are preening about disguised as the fantastic ones. This is the […]

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Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Helen Ellis

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The next Weekly Rumpus features fiction from Helen Ellis. Here’s an excerpt: Relocation. That is a big word! It means change. Like when you change from your two-piece into your Little Orphan Annie outfit for talent. You contacted me because you want to change your life. You want to change mommies. You don’t want to […]

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Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Paula Whyman

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The next Weekly Rumpus features fiction from Paula Whyman. Here’s an excerpt: I woke up one morning having transformed into a cockroach. One day I was my normal, within-bounds horny self, the horny self I’d lived with for decades, the one that fantasized over the good parts in A Sport and a Pastime and watched Paul […]

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Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Cynthia Romanowski

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The next Weekly Rumpus features fiction from Cynthia Romanowski. Here’s an excerpt: It’s November which means you’ve been stable on medication for exactly five years, sixty months, though it’s not something that people really celebrate. It’s not like remission from cancer or sobriety. Nobody celebrates not being put in a mental hospital. People might celebrate getting out […]

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Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Julie Babcock

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The next Weekly Rumpus features fiction from Julie Babcock. Here’s an excerpt: For four months, Elle came to my apartment with a host of delightful ideas. Elle the cat burglar in Rome. Elle the Parisian schoolteacher. Elle the Colorado sheepherder.  Elle the English barmaid. I was attentive and responsive. I followed her rules and began mastering […]

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Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Justin Hamm

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The next Weekly Rumpus features fiction from Justin Hamm. Here’s an excerpt: I gave him a post card. He autographed it. I gave him one of his early records. He autographed it. I gave him a record by Justin Bieber. He autographed it. I gave him a two-dollar bill. He autographed it. I gave him […]

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Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Jessica Mooney

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The next Weekly Rumpus features fiction from Jessica Mooney! Here’s an excerpt: My wife would finish out her last weeks in bed, screaming the alphabet to Vanna White. I read to her about Ars Poetica, the way memories form, how to survive nuclear fallout—I told her the story of our life. Throughout our marriage we […]

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Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Lauren Grodstein!

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Lauren Grodstein most recent book is The Explanation for Everything and her last novel A Friend of the Family was a New York Times bestseller. This week, she contributes fiction to the Weekly Rumpus! Enjoy an excerpt of the story below: For the first time in forty-eight hours, Katie looked crushed. Since Monday, so composed, so helpful – […]

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Weekly Rumpus Fiction: Lucy Corin

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The next Weekly Rumpus features fiction from Lucy Corin! Here’s an excerpt: But the apocalypse is not the wobbling away.  The wobbling away is life persisting.  The apocalypse is him spinning, with the drink clink-clinking, delicate potential to go faster and faster, to drill a hole into the earth with his body-or-and-alternately, to dissipate centrifugally […]

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