In the May 2011 issue of The Atlantic, James Bennet tells us of a writer who depicted the state of published short stories thusly:
"...not quite dead on the page,I won't go that far, but airless...show-offy rather than entertaining, self-important rather than interesting, guarded and self-conscious rather than gloriously open, and worst of all, written for editors and teachers rather than for readers."
Some disgruntled writer wannabe? Nope. Stephen King. Bennet wrote this in order to claim that the mag staff had heard this, and had published a pair of stories in this issue to show their dedication to good short fiction.
Much as I've tried, I've never been a fan of The Atlantic's fiction selections. Oh, there have been a few, uproariously entertaining and/or provocative, but for the most part, their selections fit King's description of the modern short story to a "T."
I won't go into detail regarding the two stories in the May issue - go to the library and read 'em. One's not bad. The other? Well...
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Native American culture. Education. Creative writing.