It’s always such an astonishing joy to publish the winning entries of The Letter Review Prize: We spend months with these works before we are able to experience the thrill of sharing them with our community. Today, we release these pieces, and hope they bring to you just as much wonderment as they did to … Read more
The stranger curled up in her bed was particularly out of place. He was a spaceman, completely in uniform. His white thermal suit was covered in patches of dirt. The dark visor didn’t allow the slightest glimpse of the spaceman’s face. There were all sorts of buttons and straps along the suit, and it looked … Read more
The EM systems could run for decades, but in time, after the ship left the solar system, they would have to be shut down. The Freeman would coast along on any final inertial vector, forever. The captain’s voice, with urgency. “STAN?” STAN made an instant decision, logged an internal note accessible only to itself: “Is … Read more
On the outside, I may seem dormant, but beneath it all, I am transforming. Like the fungi working on decay, I am breaking down what’s left of a former season into something fertile. The place I once called home has grown too tight, like an exoskeleton I have outgrown. I feel the pressure of it, … Read more
My mother has also been diagnosed with cancer. I wonder if she can put it in a box and send it to me, package it in a large Priority Mail box with my sister’s. I can hide them here with the other boxes they’ve sent here. Winner of The Letter Review Prize for Nonfiction Eulogies … Read more
My dad uttered the term “dignity” for the first time when I was sixteen. Its connotations and contradictions were boundless. Dignity was an inherent possession of all beings. Dignity was a state of mind. But dignity was dependent on action. Winner of The Letter Review Prize for Short Fiction The Hollows of Maine Dignity made … Read more
The AI worked quickly. The edges of her body blurred and shifted, then reappeared. She was still slouched, still crumpled, but now it was on a beach at sunset. Her hair rippled faintly in a breeze she couldn’t feel, and the sunlight fell across her skin, soft and golden, catching strands of hair like it … Read more
Winner of The Letter Review Prize for Poetry End of the line I’m not allowed to write about Disconnection’Cos I’m all grown up now and my life is of my own making.At my age I should have it all figured out.But this is not what I thought life would feel like. I’m not there yet … Read more
Thank you to Luna for taking time to share these wonderful insights with The Letter Review community. Would you please tell us a little about your writing process? It’s lengthier than I’d like! I’ll have an idea and it will sit in the back of my mind for months (or, more likely, years) taking shape. … Read more
Our thanks to Frank for taking the time to share with us these valuable glimpses into process. Would you please tell us a little about your writing process? I am fortunate that I have a longstanding community that has helped me find my voice as a writer. Fifteen years ago I was trained by the … Read more