300 short stories:: story 124

story: Ghosts and Empties 

author: Lauren Groff

year: 2018

where: Paris, 11th arrondissement

note: Wow, Groff has written a story about women walking, and joined the ranks of this great tradition of literature. Groff has some stories I really like–“At the Round Earth’s Imagined Corners”–and others I could leave; this is one to take, though all her work feels so autobiographical these days, which is harmless, perhaps.

a line: “It’s too much, it’s too much, I shout at my husband some nights when I come home, and he looks at me, afraid, this giant gentle man, and sits up in bed over his computer and says, softly, I don’t think you’ve walked it off yet, sweets, you may want to take one more loop.”

& an extra line:

“I smell the jasmine potent in my hair the next morning, the way I used to smell cigarette smoke and sweat after going to a night club, back when I was young and could do such unthinkable things.”

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100 short stories:: story 87

story: For the God of Love, for the Love of God

author: Lauren Groff

year: 2016

where: amsterdam, cheese shop

note: this story has a strange strange little boy, or maybe I’m just not inside the heads of little boys enough

a line: “School was so gray and useless compared to what waited for her in Paris; her life on hold in that hot place where she’d lived out her terrible childhood.”