The 2021 Short Fiction Competition closed for entries October 1. Guest judge and finalist for the 2021 Pulitzer Prize for Fiction Daniel Mason will award the first prize of $1,000; the second prize of $500; and the third prize of $250; and the three prizewinners and seven honorable mentions will be considered for representation by William Morris Endeavor; ICM; the Wylie Agency; Regal Literary; Dunow, Carlson & Lerner Literary Agency; Markson Thoma Literary Agency; Inkwell Management; Sterling Lord Literistic; Aitken Alexander Associates; Barer Literary; the Gernert Company; and the Georges Borchardt Literary Agency.
T. C. Boyle
NEWS & EVENTS
The editors are thrilled to announce the release of the Fall 2021 edition, designed by the acclaimed musician, actor, and visual artist Tunde Adebimpe, with contributions from PEN/Faulkner Award winner T. C. Boyle, MacArthur Fellow Yiyun Li, and Booker Prize finalist David Means, among others.
Why did you accept the invitation to design the Fall 2021 edition of All-Story?
I’m a big fan of the publication and was really honored to be asked. I had spent a lot of the pandemic drawing and painting, just to draw and paint more, so I was in that mindset when the opportunity came up. I also hadn’t made anything to be printed in a book or art-book format for a long while and was excited to have a venue for all these new images.
FROM THE ARCHIVE
Meet Me at the Edge
“Meet Me at the Edge” was awarded first prize in the 2020 Zoetrope: All-Story Short Fiction Competition, as judged by Téa Obreht.
In the hospital, Eleanor’s body loses its boundaries. A sliver of white sheet, crisp as paper. Shine of peripheral metal, shine of significance lost on her. Light without meaning or shadow. Tell me it is night and I will believe you. Tell me it is morning and I will believe you. This sheet has not been laundered properly. It tastes of chemicals. Her mother showed her how. Remember water. Remember her fingers slippery with soap, sliding off each other. Does she still have fingers? No pain, nothing missing. I haven’t suffered.
This sheet was never dried in the sun. Warmth from the dryer can mimic but not make a fine day, wind loose and unconstrained. The seasons used to take care of themselves. Now it’s all pull . . .