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Guest Designer

Sylvia Plachy

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Sylvia Plachy
’Pemi Aguda
Jim Shepard
Ariel Dorfman
Haruki Murakami
Jack Gain

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NEWS & EVENTS

News and Events

Short Fiction Competition

Many thanks to all who entered the 2021 Short Fiction Competition. We appreciate the opportunity to read such bright and brilliant new work.

From nearly 2,000 submissions, guest judge and 2021 Pulitzer Prize finalist Daniel Mason honored the following stories . . .

Winter 2021/2022 Edition

The editors are thrilled to announce the release of the Winter 2021/2022 Edition, designed by the acclaimed photographer Sylvia Plachy, with contributions from National Magazine Award finalist ’Pemi Aguda, National Book Award finalist Jim Shepard, and Tanizaki Prize–winner Haruki Murakami, among others.

Five Questions with Sylvia Plachy

Why did you accept the invitation to design the Winter 2021/2022 edition of All-Story?
You called at the right time—if you had called half an hour earlier or later . . . I don’t know. The timing was right: I needed a shorter, smaller project. 

Any challenges?
The biggest challenge was to arrange . . .

FROM THE ARCHIVE

Story artwork by guest designer Barbara Solomon

Replacement
A.E. Stout

The Woman
Tonight, the Woman would be Big Red. It was Tuesday. She would put on the white skirt, the red blouse, the white boots, the big red wig, the gold hoop earrings. She would paint her lips red and serve a red fish, too—salmon. When the Man She Married came home from work, she’d serve it to him, like she always did, on a yellow plate beside a glass of water and a glass of Pinot Grigio, while Frank Sinatra’s 1966 concert at the Sands played in the background.
      “Hi, honey,” he’d say, as he entered the dining room after setting down his briefcase in the foyer. “How was your day?” She’d smile and make something up. He’d take off his coat, hang it on the back of his chair at the table, then go to the bathroom next to the kitchen to wash his hands. He’d call through the wall to her where she stood at the sink, “What’s for . . .

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