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Black Static
Black Static Issue 59
The July–August issue contains new dark stories by seven women authors: Kristi DeMeester, Kirsten Kaschock, Rosalie Parker, Damien Angelica Walters, Bonnie Jo Stufflebeam, Sarah Read, and YZ Chin. The cover art is by Richard Wagner. Features: Into the Woods by Ralph Robert Moore; Notes From the Borderland by Lynda E. Rucker; Case Notes by Peter Tennant (24 pages of reviews of books by women authors, plus an in-depth interview with Gwendolyn Kiste); Blood Spectrum by Gary Couzens (film reviews).
246 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 1, 2017
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October 7, 2017
As usual, the graphics are much more interesting than the text. The Rosalie Parker story is inferior to most of the pieces in Old Knowledge. Handy for the reviews, though I'm not a big fan of Tennant's rambling style.
February 3, 2019
In this issue, alongside the columns, book and film reviews, and an in-depth interview with Gwendolyn Kiste, there are seven short stories by women. My top picks were 'When We Are Open Wide' by Kristi DeMeester and 'Endoskeletal' by Sarah Read.
September 15, 2017
Great, as usual!
January 26, 2021
WHEN WE ARE OPEN WIDE by Kristi DeMeester
“An empty space. Like me. Filled up with a terrible blankness.”
A semi-nightmarishly poetic backstory with yet no front. A girl’s first view of her perioding, and of her mother’s own abruptions of new life, epochs sort of tied together across the emptiness into which new life goes when untenable, monsters inside, clawing, transmigrating between blood and flesh, between daughter and mother. This girl’s later casual affair with a boy, or at least casual to him, then her mother’s later, perhaps too late, attempts at love and new life. And then the monsters fructify each other to create, by some law of averages, at least one new female life as a new candidate for emptied perioding. However abrupt, however semi-nightmarish.
Always to be new female life, alway to be mothers and sisters and daughters of or by these coming backstories, it seems …perhaps only one Father to nurture if not to seed from outset … for such life to take root each time it is so disposed?
A free-wheeling interpretation of my experience of reading this intense story, and the prospect of reading the others in this Black Static.
The detailed review of this book posted elsewhere under my name is too long or impractical to post here.
Above is one of its observations at the time of the review.
“An empty space. Like me. Filled up with a terrible blankness.”
A semi-nightmarishly poetic backstory with yet no front. A girl’s first view of her perioding, and of her mother’s own abruptions of new life, epochs sort of tied together across the emptiness into which new life goes when untenable, monsters inside, clawing, transmigrating between blood and flesh, between daughter and mother. This girl’s later casual affair with a boy, or at least casual to him, then her mother’s later, perhaps too late, attempts at love and new life. And then the monsters fructify each other to create, by some law of averages, at least one new female life as a new candidate for emptied perioding. However abrupt, however semi-nightmarish.
Always to be new female life, alway to be mothers and sisters and daughters of or by these coming backstories, it seems …perhaps only one Father to nurture if not to seed from outset … for such life to take root each time it is so disposed?
A free-wheeling interpretation of my experience of reading this intense story, and the prospect of reading the others in this Black Static.
The detailed review of this book posted elsewhere under my name is too long or impractical to post here.
Above is one of its observations at the time of the review.
March 30, 2019
Excellent.
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