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This is a fast read with a lot of variety and entertainment packed into its pages. I picked it up to get more of a view into flash fiction, which I've not read much, and ended up enjoying it more than I expected to. There were some stories that just went on by without much impression, and even left me wondering why they'd be included in an anthology, but this was rare. More often, a surprising amount of power, character, and story got packed into each piece, short as they were, and the writing throughout the book was stellar.

Probably, I'll never search out flash fiction on a regular basis, but as an occasional curiosity, I'll be more likely to look for it now.

Absolutely, recommended. ( )

I have mixed feelings about the short-short (or flash fiction, of micro-fiction, or whatever it is we want to call it these days). On the one hand, it's a powerful form, as close to the compression and deceptive complexity of poetry as fiction can get (my friend Beth Ann Fennelly, who is one of my favorite poets, insists there is no difference between the short-short and the prose poem, and I can't find any good reason to disagree with her). But because the short-short is so, well, short, writers deceive themselves into thinking it's an easy genre, and to be honest, most of what I read turns out to be silly at best: they're often sketches in the guise of a story, or scenes that belong in a longer story, or poems having an identity crisis. Sometimes they're not anything at all--a writing exercise gone bad, or just foolishness made out of words. And, to be fair, some of the stories in this book are like that, inglorious examples of all of the above. (Why, for instance, did the editors insist on including humor bits from the New Yorker's "Shouts and Murmurs" section? I'm as big a fan of Jack Handey as any New Yorker reader can be, but really, is this genuine fiction?)

But some of these stories are surprisingly effective, even when they start out reading like disasters. John Edgar Wideman's "Stories," for example, reads for all the world like a list of story ideas generated by a writing exercise, but if you stick with it, it provides a surprising and almost poetic turn at the end that keeps me rereading the piece again and again. Tom Hazuka's "I Didn't Do That" is a haunting, disturbing little piece, barely a page long but heavy on the mind. Kit Coyne Irwin's "Parrot Talk" and Eva Marie Ginsburg's "The Kettle" ought to read like silly puns or cute cocktail-party jokes, but they bring such human emotion and clever wordplay into these tiny stories that I read each of them out loud to my wife, just for the excuse to read them a second time.

I could go on, because while some of these stories are disappointing, the bulk of them are delightful, and a surprising number are true gems, tiny but radiant examples of what Italo Calvino calls the quality of "quickness" at work in only the best literature. It's not a perfect book, but it's certainly worth reading and, if you're a writer, worth keeping on your bookshelf. ( )

I've never read flash fiction before but I think sometimes the form says a lot even with its limited space. Some of the stories that had the most impact on me are: "Level" by Keith Scribner (p. 79) and "Currents" by Hannah Bottomy (p. 51). "Level" is my favourite, though, because unlike the majourity of the other stories, it was a simple moment of happiness (with a little bit of mixed feelings about the future thrown in). Most of the stories had a melancholy tone and it was rather depressing reading that many stories about death and missed opportunities again and again and again. So, Scribner's piece was a breath of fresh air. Overall, I feel like while some of these stories weren't to my taste in terms of content, I really enjoyed seeing how these authors explored and experimented with form and style.

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This was a pretty fast read once I sat down to read it.

I can't say there are many memorable stories, but I enjoyed it while it lasted. ( )