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Pascha Sotolongo
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The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
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2024
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4 editions
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"Comfort Animals"
So honored to announce that my essay, "Comfort Animals," was published today (online) at one of my favorite journals, CRAFTLiterary. I can't put the link here, but it's easy to find.
The essay ponders the (somewhat puzzling) presence of all the animals roaming my story collection, The Only Sound is the Wind, as well as the ways other authors populate their writing with animal characters.
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The essay ponders the (somewhat puzzling) presence of all the animals roaming my story collection, The Only Sound is the Wind, as well as the ways other authors populate their writing with animal characters.
Wanted to Read more of this blog post »
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"quietly gorgeous, what a sleeper of a book, this should be everywhere "
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The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories:
"A wonderful collection of strange and surreal stories. Sotolongo’s writing style is very descriptive and lyrical in a way that I really enjoyed. The subject matter from story to story varies quite a lot but there is a cohesion among the themes of bel"
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“You might think the desert dreams of the sea, but I think deserts dream of other deserts, scorched spaces just like themselves. With them, they don’t feel so alien, so bizarre. They don’t have the bother of explaining—the way they would with the sea—how it is they’re all sand and rock and sagebrush and how the only sound is the wind across the earth.”
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
“You think your life is unfurling in a certain way, and you let yourself grow happy about it, a smile rising at the slightest thing. A boy in short pants eating a pastelito makes you grin like a lunatic at the vision of your own hoped‐for children, their dark shiny heads rising, year by year, from the Cuban earth, your wife towering behind them, kind and wise. Then you find yourself in a midnight cemetery guarding your mustache from the covetous ghost of an American woman you once loved. Who wouldn’t laugh?”
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
“At its core, The story is a simple one. For ages humans gave birth to humans and animals to animals. Then one day a woman in La Crosse, Wisconsin, gave birth to a puppy, a Lab-greyhound mix, to be exact. It weighed a pound, they said, though I don’t suppose that meant much to most of us at the time. It was well known that human newborns weigh around eight pounds, but average folks knew nothing of the birth weight of dogs. Later, after the story had broken and the puppy grew into a twenty-five-pound twelve-week-old, the woman consented to an interview.”
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
“You might think the desert dreams of the sea, but I think deserts dream of other deserts, scorched spaces just like themselves. With them, they don’t feel so alien, so bizarre. They don’t have the bother of explaining—the way they would with the sea—how it is they’re all sand and rock and sagebrush and how the only sound is the wind across the earth.”
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
“You think your life is unfurling in a certain way, and you let yourself grow happy about it, a smile rising at the slightest thing. A boy in short pants eating a pastelito makes you grin like a lunatic at the vision of your own hoped‐for children, their dark shiny heads rising, year by year, from the Cuban earth, your wife towering behind them, kind and wise. Then you find yourself in a midnight cemetery guarding your mustache from the covetous ghost of an American woman you once loved. Who wouldn’t laugh?”
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
“At its core, The story is a simple one. For ages humans gave birth to humans and animals to animals. Then one day a woman in La Crosse, Wisconsin, gave birth to a puppy, a Lab-greyhound mix, to be exact. It weighed a pound, they said, though I don’t suppose that meant much to most of us at the time. It was well known that human newborns weigh around eight pounds, but average folks knew nothing of the birth weight of dogs. Later, after the story had broken and the puppy grew into a twenty-five-pound twelve-week-old, the woman consented to an interview.”
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories
― The Only Sound Is the Wind: Stories