300 short stories:: story 210

story: “An Exotic Marriage”

author: Yukiko Motoya

year: 2018 (English translation)

where: Train in Japan, Kyoto to Hiroshima

note: This story was actually a novella, not much shorter than The Great Gatsby 

a line: “The wife explained that it had all started with the stones in the flower dish she’d put by their bedside. ‘They’d get to look so much like him, and I had to keep swapping them out.’”

theme(s): transformations, marriage, partner knowledge

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300 short stories:: story 209

story: “Vampires in the Lemon Grove”

author: Karen Russell

year: 2012

where: Eat Greek, mid-afternoon

note: the collection’s title story

a line: “There is a loneliness that must be particular to monsters, I think, the feeling that each is the only child of a species. And now that loneliness was over.”

theme(s): marriage and longevity

300 short stories:: story 204 & 205

story: Two Stories about Emma “The Whirlpool Rapids” & “Walking on Water”

author: Margaret Atwood

year: 1987

where: home

note: In every story you hope to find an aha moment, and in these two connected tales, I found more than one; this was particularly true for the line below, where a man acted just like this towards me when I was in my early twenties in a hotel room in a faraway city. It was my first time experiencing this, but it has happened twice more with different men. And as women, we must find some way to reconcile that these accomplished men probably forget the incidents at all.

a line: “Emma said it looked like Newfoundland. Robbie had never been to Newfoundland, and sulked. He didn’t like the thought of Emma having been to places he hadn’t. Emma, to restore his good homur–it was too hot to be angry–said she never actually been there, she’d only seen pictures of it.”

300 short stories:: story 203

story: “Désirée’s Baby”

author: Kate Chopin

year: 1893

where: mio ufficio

note: originally published in Vogue 

a line: “It was no wonder, when she stood one day against the stone pillar in whose shadow she had lain asleep, eighteen years before, that Armand Aubigny riding by and seeing her there, had fallen in love with her. That was the way all the Aubignys fell in love, as if struck by a pistol shot.”