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Submitted to Contest #68
Rumaan Alam’s new book follows its characters to the Hamptons as the world crumbles around them.Photograph by David A. Land There comes a moment in every disaster novel when a character stocks up on supplies or fantasizes about discovering them. This is the survivor’s dream: bulk-packed goods of Costco abundance. In Ling Ma’s “Severance,” a pandemic renders most of the world “fevered,” and a crew of survivors is rewarded by the endless material recompense of life in a mall: shelves of L’Occitane hand lotion, racks of Gap T-shirts. In Emily...
Submitted to Contest #67
Robert Kurson is the author of the runaway bestseller Shadow Divers as well as Crashing Through. After a law degree from Harvard Law School, he began his writing career at the Chicago Sun-Times as a data entry clerk, a position which led to a full-time features writing job. In 2000, Esquire published "My Favorite Teacher," his first magazine story, which became a finalist for a National Magazine Award. Based in Chicago, he is currently a contributing editor to Esquire. The Story Finding and identifying a pirate ship is the hardest thing to...
The King sat on his throne, legs swinging in the afternoon sun. The wilderness spread out before him — a boy’s paradise of twisting dirt tracks webbed with ancient tree roots, full of shady hollows and secret hideaways. Behind him, the copse thinned until it met the road that would take you back to the village, but before him was the arena of countless battles, the base camp of every perilous expedition, a land of untold adventure. And — for today at least — it was all his. “Halt!” he shouted. “Who goes there?” ...
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