"Storyville: My Ten Favorite Short Stories of 2013" by Richard Thomas in Lit Reactor (featuring the knockout prose of Lindsay Hunter)

Thomas's list includes George Saunders, Benjamin Percy, and one of my favorite authors of 2013, Lindsay Hunter. The featured story is "Three Things You Should Know About Peggy Paula" ....

The man had a dimple in his chin and a wedding ring, that thumb on her wrist like she was his and he was making it known, and Peggy Paula had him over for pot roast and ice cream two nights later and lowered herself onto him so slowly that he cried out in frustration, Peggy Paula still stunned at this man before her, wondering how exactly it had happened, and then when he grabbed her hips to move her the way he wanted not wondering about anything at all.

Read the entire story here, in Electric Literature.

Here are my blog posts in '13 from Hunter's stories:
* "My Boyfriend Del"
* "That Baby"
* "My Brother"
* "Finding There"

"The Curtain" by Lindsay Hunter in Unstuck

She felt jealousy, and a soothing wet warmth in her undies. Unstuck here. Other Lindsay Hunter posts here.

"Lindsay Hunter on 'Ugly Girls'" by Naomi Huffman in the Chicago Tribune

"It was like the words were forcing themselves out of her mouth. I wouldn't have been surprised if she ate her own hand at the end." Read piece here. .... My other posts on Hunter

"Brenda's Kid" by Lindsay Hunter in Wigleaf

But also true was how often she considered harming her child, just a little. Taser gun. Mace. Roundhouse kick. Judo chop. Good old windmill. Tires crunching over toes. She had never done any of it, she had once lobbed a small decorative pumpkin at his head, but that was the extent. Read story here.

"My Boyfriend Del" by Lindsay Hunter in Annalemma

I die over and over, wilting into the carpet, one time I wilt onto his laser gun and he tells me to quit being a stupid dummy. Read story here.

"Sisters" by Amelia Gray and Lindsay Hunter in Corium

I know my sister is out there on the couch like a wax statue of herself, sitting prim and unfucked. Read story here.

"My Brother" by Lindsay Hunter in Featherproof

I been thinking a lot about Jeopardy and driveways and sex. Read story here.

"That Baby" by Lindsay Hunter in Every Day Genius

At eight months Levis opened a drawer and found a paring knife, held it to Daddy’s gut and giggled, a sheen of drool on his chin, finally pulling the knife away when he got distracted by the ladybugs printed on his t-shirt. Read story here.

"Finding There" by Lindsay Hunter in Cricket Online Review

He didn't tell his friend about the scar he found over her heart, a scar that had teeth, didn't tell his friend that she asked for money and he gave her everything in his wallet, that he'd asked to braid her long black hair and she'd laughed at him and walked out and left the door wide open, him on the bed naked and sweating and empty every which way there was to be. Read story here.