Book Review – You Think It, I’ll Say It

You Think It, I’ll Say It by Curtis Sittenfeld Reviewed by Lynn Lipinski WHEN IMAGINARY WORLDS COLLIDE  My freshman year of high school I crushed on a boy named T. After months of in-class flirting and meaningful looks, T. asked me to go to the movies with him one afternoon after school. My first date!…

The Little Things – Microwork

Jornada del Muerto You’d dashed in just before closing, but your temporary license ruined everything. The manager was so sorry but her hands were tied. New state law, apparently. No rental car for you. “Hey – you need to get to Socorro?” The younger clerk’s drawl crept out from beneath his generic name tag, hugging…

A Word from the Editor

Welcome to Issue 7.4! I’m very excited about this issue. It’s jam-packed with fantastic work from three incredible women writers. Both the Nonfiction and Fiction pieces are a little longer than normal, but I believe you’ll find that to be a treat. They are both exceptional, and were both strong contenders in our Nonfiction and…

Issue 7.4 – Nonfiction

This essay was first published by Left Hooks.   After the last out was announced by the smooth baritone of Bob Sheppard, the crowd wearing team jerseys and hats moved slowly down creaky escalators and steep ramps in the old Yankee Stadium where Babe Ruth walloped home runs and Yogi Berra wondered when it would…

Issue 7.4 – Nonfiction

  At 25 years old, Hillary Rodham received her law degree from Yale. She began work at the Yale Child Study Center and published her first scholarly article, “Children Under the Law” in the Harvard Educational Review. Her boyfriend of two years, Bill, proposed. She turned him down. At 25 years old, I quit my…

Issue 7.4 – Poetry

  The word fernweh means I miss places I’ve never been Cities I’ve never explored And foreign roads I’ve never wandered through. I miss the simple wanderlust of it all Of waking up and not knowing what awaits Carelessly meandering and finding beauty in the pleasure of the unknown. And yet I still have an…

Serial – Little River – Chapter 20

* New to Little River or behind in reading? Find all the previous chapters here.   “Abby?” Abigail rolled over, and opened her eyes in the dark. Sleep still clouded her mind. “Yeah?” Jonathan was stretched out beside her, obviously wide awake. Abigail pushed herself up on one elbow. “When did you get home? What time is it?”…

The Little Things – Microwork

Reckoning of a River The river’s bank was quiet. It gave no response, not even when the girl dipped her toes into the shallow parts of the water, swaying her feet back and forth. The river had its own language, she supposed, one she didn’t understand, or was not allowed to understand because it spoke…

A Word from the Editor

Welcome to Issue 7.3! I have had the distinct pleasure of reading through all the submissions to our first poetry contest over the last two weeks, and I have been blown away by the profound beauty in the words so many of you have shared with the Same. The talented women who entered their poetry into our…

Issue 7.3 – Nonfiction

It’s a story that my sister loves to tell.  “Remember that time you ran away to the library?”  She laughs about it, because she thinks she understands what it is to be me.  Or, rather, what it was like to be me, at eleven, nearly twelve, but going on thirty.  She laughs like she understands—and…