
Rebecca Turkewitz
Articles
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May 10, 2024 |
strangehorizons.com | Rebecca Turkewitz |Varsha Dinesh |R. Lazarus |James Cheng
In the lush and dangerous world of Jan Stinchcomb’s immersive novel Verushka, tea can turn to blood in your mouth, bears are fierce protectors of children, and maidens accidentally promise themselves to wood sprites. It’s also a world where new mothers fear the loss of their careers, teenage girls agonize over sleepover faux pas, and fathers grapple with long commutes into the city.
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May 2, 2024 |
unchartedmag.com | Rebecca Turkewitz
Maud began to talk to the dead girls in January. Elizabeth and I listened to her whispering at night, urgent and furtive, for weeks. We became accustomed to the sound of it, just as we’d grown used to the freight trains’ long, low whistle and the river’s murmur outside the boarding house window.
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Apr 19, 2024 |
mcsweeneys.net | Rebecca Turkewitz
The LiveJournal community, circa 2005 The university café where English adjuncts hold their office hours My tenth-grade ELA class when I ask them to write one (1) poem The subject line of Submittable email notifications Bard College Any and all bars named after Oscar Wilde Literary Twitter The reception for the Nobel Prize in Literature the year Bob Dylan won An MFA workshop forbidden from writing any more poems about birds English professors walking by the new $80 million STEM building The...
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Feb 16, 2024 |
rejoindermag.com | Rebecca Turkewitz
That Monday, Sam walked into her first period class and everyone went suddenly quiet. As swiftly as if she’d been punched in the stomach, Sam understood that they knew her secret. And they knew the version that Tissy had spun. Sam kept her eyes locked straight ahead as she slipped into her seat. She didn’t bow her head, even as she sensed the whole class watching her. She’d been practicing for this role for years: someone proud and persecuted.
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Feb 9, 2024 |
rejoindermag.com | Rebecca Turkewitz
Sam had met Jeff at a party in his dorm at Harvard. He was a genius; in high school he’d built a robot that could perform some sort of surgical operation. He skipped most of his classes, but was acing all his courses anyway. He said he only worked on things that interested him. Sam had interested him. He liked her wildness and that she didn’t seem to care what anybody thought of her. He liked that she would try anything new.
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