Winterguide 2018 | view this story as a .pdf By Dan Domench A woman’s voice on the telephone told him the doctor wanted to see him concerning his test. He said, let’s get this over with. The doctor came to the phone and said what he already knew. Still, her words had...
The Great White Whale
December 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By Dylan Robinson The Great White Whale, a restaurant, became a staple of fine Maine dining in 1989, known nationally and revered locally for its blue-ribbon-winning clam chowder. Summer visitors and envious celebrity chefs...
The Humiliation of the Wood
November 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By Garrett Soucy Route 161 is quiet for the most part this far west of town, miles beyond that twisted stretch of road the locals call Daigle Rapids, where the teenagers like to give her some and see if they can get air off...
Novel Graphics
October 2017
For thirty-two years we have championed the fine art of fiction. Linden Frederick’s new project is a mash-up of fiction illustrating fine art.
Patience Boston
September 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By Michael Kimball The town of York, Maine, claims two notorious characters from its past: Patience Boston and Reverend Joseph Moody. In 1735, Patience Boston was a 23-year-old Native American servant sentenced to hang for...
Surf Lung One
July/August 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By Frederick Sargent Growing up, I always wondered what it would be like to have “cool parents.” I knew with a certainty that my own parents were not cool. For one thing, they were maybe 15 years older than my friends’...
A Shaggy Dog
Summerguide 2017 | view this story as a .pdf Shaggy-dog story \ sha-gē-’dȯg ‘stȯr-ē\ n: of, relating to, or being a similar humorous story characterized by digression whose humor lies in the pointlessness or irrelevance of the plot or punch line <a shaggy–dog...
Post Traumatic
May 2017
“Call 911. I think I’m going to kill someone.”
Pickpocket
April 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By William Hall Richard had never broken the law, not even a speeding ticket, but opening the door to his home–still mine, he told himself–felt like a burglary. Sliding into the darkened mud room, he tripped over a doormat the...
The Shirt
February/March 2017 | view this story as a .pdf By John Manderino Are you going to wear that?” Jill asked, brushing her hair, looking at Bob in her dressing table mirror. “I thought I might,” he said by the closet, buttoning. “Why? You don’t like it?” “Didn’t say...
Why I Hate the Promenade
Winterguide 2017
I was 22 when my girlfriend started noticing my hearing problem.
Parlor Tricks
December 2016
Voila!” He presented the bouquet of red carnations with a flourish.