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Short Stories 365:275
This was the first book where I got to share a table of contents with Shawn.

I'm not sure if you've heard of Little Fiction, but they just hit their second birthday. They're an online source of some pretty fantastic short fiction, and I've been following them since I was introduced to them by Shawn Syms. They post the stories online for free (in a wonderfully designed format, I have to add) and they're available to download to your e-reader if you - like me - love having short fiction pieces on the go.

Their site is also super-accessible for mobile devices, so when I'm really impatient, I can read them on the bus ride home. Bonus? Reading short fiction I can usually accomplish before I start to feel motion sick and have to go back to my audiobook.

"Snap," by Shawn Syms

Seems fitting I chat about this story, since Shawn Syms was the fellow who introduced me to the site in the first place. One of the three anniversary stories up right now, this story is a character driven piece about a man, Jake, who counsels a group of (hopefully) recovering sexual predators. There is a new court-appointed member to the group who seems to have a way of worming into Jake's mind and making him angry - and anger is the fastest way to lose control of a group session.

Against this incredibly difficult day-job, we get to see Jake's relationship, a glimpse at his friends, and the toll this kind of work can take on a man.

If you've not read Syms before, this is a great introduction to his style. I've been lucky enough to share a table of contents with Syms twice, once in I Like it Like That and once in Boys of Summer, and have been following him ever since when I can find him (most recently he took the editor's role for Friend. Follow. Text. #storiesFromLivingOnline which I've been reading for nearly a month, a tale at a time, and loving). Syms has a way of approaching a story from a unique angle that always leaves me smiling with a pleasant surprise, even when the story goes somewhere darker than I'd imagined.

Or maybe because of it.

Either way, thanks to Little Fiction you can go read it right now.