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The Night by Rodrigo Blanco Calderón6/21/2023 ![]() ![]() ![]() It has been a delight to revel in short stories the past several months, to read hundreds upon hundreds, written by people from all over the world, with so many exquisite voices and so many idiosyncratic understandings of what a short story is and what the form can be stretched to do. ![]() Henry Prize series editor Jenny Minton Quigley asked me to be this year’s guest judge, I must have terrified her by responding in enthusiastic all-caps within thirty seconds of her invitation. The story form is infinitely malleable, gorgeously economical, and endlessly surprising it is long enough to lose oneself in, short enough to deliver a satisfying gut punch. I love the short story form with a wild-eyed passion, the fervor of a street-corner evangelist who dresses up in robes to shout at pedestrians about angels and harlots and the seven-headed beast of the end of days.īut short stories are, to me, closer to the dawn of days they are quick, breathtaking windows into other humans’ souls, which is where the infinite resides, in my personal credo. If heaven exists, it must exist in the form of a clean and quiet house, a comfortable chair near a snoring dog, a glass of cold wine, and a lapful of short stories. ![]()
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