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  Burning Bones

  Miren Agur Meabe

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  WINNER OF THE TRANSLATION PRIZE LABORAL KUTXA – ETXEPARE 2023
  'Miren Agur Meabe's poetic language shades and heightens the pulse of her writing, [adding] sensuality to the wound she writes of. Her way of looking elevates her raw, sincere voice to higher ground...' – Harkaitz Cano
  'Miren Agur Meabe writes with about quiet worlds with tenderness and attention to detail, in a very sensual, almost synaesthetic way.' – Anna Blasiak, The Spanish Riveter
  'a riveting and immersive read.' – Rhianon Holley, Buzz
  In a series of short poetic narratives Burning Bones finds the writer on a remarkable journey of imagination, discovery and emotion.
  We watch the gardener gather kindling to prepare a bonfire. 'So many branches,' I tell Gwen. 'They look like a pile of bones... I have a feeling that's what I'm doing too, carrying a bundle of bones from place to place. And I don't just mean the bones in my body.'
  From a flooded river stranding a dolphin on a sandbank to a sailor afraid to venture onto land while a first kiss is cut tragically short Meabe plays with the expectations and form of stories while offering a rhapsody of reflection and reinvention.
  Expertly translated into English by Amaia Gabantxo – arguably the most prestigious contemporary Basque to English translator – Burning Bones is a companion piece to Miren Agur Meabe's A Glass Eye, a collection of short stories that complement the universe of Meabe's novel about absence as an engine for creation, about what we make out of the things we lose – her eye, in the author's case, or love, or the innocence of youth.

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  Dronethology Two

  Paul A. Hernandez

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  I hope that you will enjoy these 21 short stories featuring ideas about drones and the new innovations that we may see in the coming days. 
  Each one of these little sketches of concepts to come came in to my little mind, ususally in the wee hours while sitting on a very comfy-overstuffed chair in the dark. 
  I have these little micro flashlights (rechargeable) that fit on my fingers to shine the light on my clipboard as I frantically try to jot the idea down before I forget it and my mind returns to thinking about more important things, like what is in my refrigerator. 
  After I jot down the idea, I go type it out on the computer and maybe flesh a little more out and then edit and re-edit and edit again. And then when I read it aloud, I find scores more errors! And I wonder why I ever wanted to become a writer! 
  And the fights with my printer are legendary. My neighbors don't often talk to me when I am out checking the mail or whatnot, as they have, no doubt, heard me fighting and cussing at my computer through my open window. I must apologize for that,but you must understand I don't have muses or spektors, but instead, only and aging printer that only works when it wants to and I find it a semi evil entity. 
  But, back to writing, which is a passion and a need to get the stories out of my head before I forget them. They are like puzzles to me that only I can solve because most of the time I have no idea where they are going. 
  Anyway, I hope that you will, or have enjoyed these stories and will eagerly look for others...as I certainly will be. 
  Thank You for your time, 
  PAH

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  A Slav Soul - From their pens to...

  Alexander Kuprin

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  Alexander Kuprin was born in Narovchat, Penza in Russia on 7th September 1870. 
  At 3 his Father died and he and mother moved to Moscow. By 10 he was enrolled at the Second Moscow Military High School and there his interest in literature began. The Alexander Military Academy followed and two years later he was a sub-lieutenant and posted to an Infantry Regiment for a further four years. 
  Despite his duties he was a now a keen writer and published his first short story at this time. His military duties also garnered him experiences for his breakthrough work ‘The Duel’.  Leaving the military he left for Kiev to work for local newspapers.  He continued to publish both stories and novels and by 1901 he was in St Petersburg becoming part of a group that included Chekhov, Ivan Bunin, Maxim Gorky and Leonid Andreyev.  
  In the years that followed further controversial works and acclaim followed.  His comments on the regime meant he was also put under secret police surveillance.   
  As World War I erupted, Kuprin opened a military hospital but was then given command of an infantry company in Finland. He was soon discharged on grounds of ill health.  
  The October Revolution saw him praise Lenin, but he warned that the Bolsheviks threatened Russian culture and might cause further widespread suffering to the peasants.  As Civil War raged he took his family to Helsinki and then on to Paris. 
  Exile saw his talents decline further and his succumbing to alcoholism. He became lonely and withdrawn. The family's poverty increased his malaise.   
  In May 1937, the Kuprin’s returned to Moscow.  He now saw his work published but wrote almost nothing new.  In 1938 his health rapidly deteriorated.  Already suffering from a kidney problems and sclerosis, he had now developed cancer of the oesophagus.  
  Alexander Kuprin died on 25th August 1938.

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  Her Turn

  D H Lawrence

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  'Her Turn' was written by D H Lawrence in 1912. Lawrence is at his best in this story, taken from the scenes of his childhood and based on characters he knew intimately. The scene can hardly be called a story in the traditional sense, being the altercation between a miner and his wife over the sharing of strike pay.  Lawrence keeps the story light-hearted, almost comical but the tensions of married life in hard times are just below the surface.

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  Running Wolf - Set in the...

  Algernon Blackwood

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  Algernon Blackwood was born on 14th March 1869 in Shooter’s Hill, South East London, to a religious middle-class family. His mother was a widowed Duchess and his father was a Post Office administrator.  
   
  Blackwood was interested in the paranormal and the supernatural at an early age, and had a thirst for anything on Buddhism, other Oriental philosophies, mysticism and occultism.  In his writings the weaving of the supernatural into his various works, from ghost stories and children’s stories to plays and long novels is clearly seen, his writings beautifully enriched by his long and diversified life experience.  
   
  After leaving university and visiting parts of Europe, mainly Switzerland, the young writer went to Canada and the United States where he took on jobs including work as a farmer, a bartender, a secretary, a journalist, a reporter, running a hotel and teaching the violin.  He was voracious in meeting new people and absorbing new ideas.  
   
  In his late thirties, he returned to England where he published two of his supernatural stories in Pall Mall Magazine. As more of his highly entertaining stories were published so did his reputation and his bank balance.  All those years of curiosity and experiences were starting to emerge from his writing. 
   
  In 1906, ‘The Empty House & Other Ghost Stories’ was published with tremendous success.  Further volumes of short stories followed and with it a larger audience and bigger paydays. He also published children’s stories. 
   
  Blackwood also had ideas for novels and to explore on a larger canvas the paranormal world and the relationship between man and metaphysical powers including, in 1911, ‘The Centaur’.  
   
  With the outbreak of the First World War, Blackwood was assigned to British intelligence to write propaganda to support the war effort. 
   
  He was a prolific author with a quite staggering output which was also to include many plays. The exact number of his works is unknown as he would frequently write a story for a newspaper or periodical at very short notice.  
   
  In 1949, Blackwood was made a Commander of the Order of the British Empire in recognition of his literary talents and his services during the First World War.  
   
  Algernon Blackwood died on 10th December 1951 after a series of strokes.  
   
  The mysteries of the natural world are enhanced by those of the Native American spirit world in this wonderfully descriptive short story of a man’s fishing expedition to Medicine Lake.

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  Edna Ferber: Old Lady Mandel

  Edna Ferber

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  Edna Ferber, the prize winning author who penned such blockbusters as Show Boat, Cimarron, and Giant, also wrote many delightful short stories about people and their foibles. Young people, old people, working people and retired people. This story is about an old lady who lives the good life with her circle of other ladies. A sweet tale of growing old but still being a strong person and enjoying many things.

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