Deirdra McAfee
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In Pursuit of the Pig
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A woman, sometimes traveling by car but more importantly by dragon-ship, tries to become a literal goddess—and her life implodes to a core of madness and violence.
—Stephen Corey, editor, The Georgia Review “Of course, Grice is long gone, lived by the sword and died by the shank; probably didn’t make it to Valhalla to drink with the honored dead. Grice was excitable. Me, I’m a brooder. I take things slow and careful.” The staff of The Iowa Review chose this excerpt from Heart Trouble—only partly for the piglet.
Click on link above to catch him and his posse. Heart Trouble is the story of a family disinherited by history and scarred by radical politics, and also the story of a good father, a man who learns how to lose but never forgets how to love. A finalist for the James Fellowship for the Novel, Heart Trouble is currently seeking a publisher.
“Absence Artist”
From Diagram.2, Del Sol Press, 2006 The second print anthology—work from issues 3.1 to 4.6 that we particularly loved. —Ander Monson, editor A prizewinning story from the groundbreaking online journal The Diagram. Here is literary experiment built on fiction and silence, a ghost-story whose ghost’s own provenance is clouded. Nominee, Best American Nonrequired Reading. Twice chosen for Web del Sol’s eScene (best of the zines).
“A Period of Silence”
From Sex & Chocolate, Paycock Press, 2006 Deirdra McAfee’s story crosses the color-line and plays cancer and the unknown against loss and longing. —Richard Peabody, editor, Gargoyle Now, from the people who brought you Mondo Barbie and Kiss the Sky, a story that offers two essentials of life on earth, and long-haul love besides. “Age of Iron”
Winner, 2004 STYLE Fiction Prize “It is the old knowledge, what you were before the fire of feeling, that stays with you in all its terrible detail, calm, ordinary, beautiful, ineluctable. An old joke, a dance-step, a vivid dream, a lie . . . .” |
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