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Sep 29, 2010
Reading Eric Beeny’s Snowing Fireflies is like entering a dream about childhood. Even the look of the chapbook is playful—meandering font, drawings of little fireflies here and there, a picnic basket on the cover. The stories are whimsical, imaginative, but with something dark lurking in the background, threatening to turn to nightmare at any moment.
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Jan 05, 2011
Most of these miniature fictions are gems, the shorter and most imaginative/ir/surreal, the better. The tiny "hint" fictions are wonderful.
The language is spare and rhythmical with bursts of brilliant imagery. Some, like "The Umbrella Garden," hover on the edge of poetry. In fact, I'd call them prose poems.
The language is spare and rhythmical with bursts of brilliant imagery. Some, like "The Umbrella Garden," hover on the edge of poetry. In fact, I'd call them prose poems.
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