Talk of Armadale Trees ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
She stayed just for a couple of days in Armadale on the Isle of Skye and chanced upon this pine grove during one of her daytrips.
Literature
Dragonfly-man ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
The dragonfly-man dreamed its ageless, dreamless dreams of endless dimensions, of past, present and future and waited, while generations came and went…
Daddy is Driving the Car ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
Granny Ainsley chuckled. “Let’s just say one of your forefathers was a little too curious.” Her glance became distant, dreamy. “To see what’s out there.”
Éva was murdered with 13, now her diary is published on Instagram
Actors and actresses recall what happened to Éva in 1944 in Hungary: from discriminative laws through the ghetto until the transports to Auschwitz.
Fog-people ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
This time he didn’t watch out for the road. He heard sounds now, voices chanting, whispering, singing in an unknown language. He caught them from the corners of his eyes…
People of the Green Cloud ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
…houses and bridges grew out of the trunks, an interconnected mesh of living green, under the green clouds, above the green mist…
Eddie’s lousy Saturday ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
Do you waste your life away to spite your parents, Eddie? Is that your comeback for having to fulfill their dreams, and failing?
Positive Energy ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
She glanced at her phone. She still had Fox as wallpaper. He seemed to be watching her with those stormcloud eyes of his…
Crackling fire, mulled wine, Satan ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
Everything is possible when the fog descends. Dobogókő is also stunning in the spring; really, I’m hard pressed to choose my favourite season there.
Soul for Sale ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
The survivor moved on. He didn’t know how long he had been wandering, as the sky was the same nondescript gray, with no evidence of sunrise or sunset.
Drifter ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
“She turned and saw the pince-nez lying abandoned on the concrete. The man was nowhere to be seen.”
The Last Dawn ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
“It was the subtlest form of torture, making sure you’re aware that these are the very last hours of your existence.”
A series of Susan Anwin’s short stories is launching at Art Here Art Now tomorrow
Let us introduce you writer Susan Anwin, whose short stories are going to appear on our website from tomorrow on for six weeks!
Five websites with children’s ebooks, for quality time in the online space
The bottomless well of literature, from rhymes to poems, from illustrated tales to YA novels, seems to be a good reason for our little ones to get stuck on the internet.
Here you can download ebooks legally and completely free
A compilation of ebook sites recommended by the Arthereartnow editorial.
Everything about the 18th international literature festival berlin
This year’s program is characterized by five key topics: “Decolonizing Wor:l:ds,” “Nature Writing,” “The Art of Cooking,” “The Politics of Drugs” and “The Evolution of Human Culture”.
Have you ever heard the story of the three spires?
You already saw the cathedral, the skeleton of the destroyed old one reaches a hand to the modern new one. The Christchurch was never restored, but the spire is still there. And this is the Holy Trinity…
It’s always a good sign when language is on the move – interview with Kinga Tóth about her performance show
It’s not like a poem reciting event with background projection and music. For me, all these forms are equal and juxtaposed, I’m creating a “living text body” from their mixture. – Kinga Tóth is preparing for her performance show in the Trafó.
Hello from the horror side!
The storyteller is „simply” a girl, or more likely a bitter and disillusioned woman, who is remembering her youth years. And there is (naturally?) a man, addressed in this second person singular story…
Can you find happiness when you are able to revoke memories?
“I want to show a character who is going through really difficult trials but tries to find the beauty in the chaos. It’s always better than giving up.”
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