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Written by SAM SARKISIAN Filed Under: A+E, Books, Fiction
In which a nonpartisan “Institute for Information Dissemination” is tasked with fact-checking us all.
Written by CAROL ORANGE Filed Under: A+E, Books, FEATURES, Fiction
The lead headline jumped out: $200M Gardner Museum Art Theft 2 Men Posing as Police Tie Up Night Guards
“You guys saw the lab results. They say I took a bunch of sleeping pills. Now, why would I do that? I was so wasted my buddy Ryan practically had to carry me upstairs. You don’t need sleeping pills when you’re half in the bag.”
Inspired by those utterly insane events, a few of us here at the Dig hatched the idea to write a two-man play about this greatest recent road rage ruination.
My grandmother is high, reading science fiction in the kitchen while a choir of drunk relatives do Johnny Most Christmas carols.
Written by NINA CORCORAN Filed Under: A+E, Books, FEATURES, Fiction
In a sea of perplexing novels and short stories that seek to highlight the good in bad characters, Ottessa Moshfegh‘s work rises above it all with murky water dripping from its edges, forgoing the good altogether to ... read more
Written by RICHARD J FARRELL Filed Under: FEATURES, Fiction
In different ways, I lost my two best friends, but I gained something too. On that rainy, fall night, I glimpsed the way life could be, when everything breaks just right.
Written by MARY SWITALSKI Filed Under: FEATURES, Fiction
The opening band sounds like Dick Dale on downers. Dual vocalists split the front of the stage. The hipster, stage-left, plays rhythm, mic on distortion.
Written by BEN HINSHAW Filed Under: FEATURES, Fiction
Her commitment had been total until, during one of four weekly after-class sessions, she lost concentration when her coach’s interest diverted visibly to a younger girl stretching on a nearby mat.
Written by WIL WEITZEL Filed Under: FEATURES, Fiction
That night I decided my hunch had been right all summer that nothing else in my life had ever mattered. I was encapsulated in darkness.