“Like so many Americans of Irish descent, all the poetry in his nature was twined about his love for Ireland.”
Classic FictionMore Classic Fiction
If you’re stuck at home, take advantage of social distancing to dive into some of the best new and classic fiction from the Post’s archives.
“Politics, I has heard said or read, makes beds strange fellers. Many a true word is spoken of a pest.”
“She sighed, remembering that she must report to her supervisor what she had seen and heard, what she had concluded. What had she concluded? An existential chick? Brother way out?”
Contemporary FictionMore Contemporary Fiction
“The stillness of the land, the eclipsing beauty, it didn’t seem possible.”
“Except for houseplants that would die with or without her presence, not a whole lot waited back in Maine, the place she called home. One more divorced, unemployed marketing director wouldn’t be missed.”
“But the bigger question, the reason he was on the Facebook for the ninth time that day, was where was his wife? Was she at their house only 4.7 miles away, or was she in Paris studying macaron making?”
“Southern Indiana has had a problem with deer for several years. There’s way too many of us, and way too many of them.”
Classic Fiction by Women
In 1950s Jacksonville, Laura Lee Kimble stands accused of beating a man nearly to death. Author Zora Neale Hurston tells her story of speaking truth to power.
“It wasn’t any use trying to be serious with Edward. She might as well enjoy herself and give him a good time. It would, she thought, probably be their last.”
The trappings of domesticity and routine lead to a nervous breakdown in this short story from 1966.
A colorful cast of characters fills a Manhattan apartment house with wild parties, thrice-told stories, and memories of days gone by.