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By Nava Renek

Cutting edge writing via 39 ladies writers, together with Lidia Yuknavitch, LilyGrace, Laurie Foos, Kass Fleisher, Barbara Baer, Cynthia Reeves, Lauren Schiffman Karen Lillis, Megan Milks, Lyn Halper, Fanny Howe, Suki Wessling, Jessica deal with, Shelley Jackson, Laynie Browne, Roni Natov, Cris Mazza, Elizabeth Block, Geri DeLuca, Alicita Rodriguez, Gwen Hart, Masha Tupitsyn, Martha King, Sarah White, Nina Shope, Carmen Firan, Rosebud Ben-Oni, Anna Mockler, Sandra Miller, E.C. Bachner, Tsipi Keller, summer time Brenner, Amina Cain, Karen Brennan, Aimee Parkison, Lily Hoang, Lynda Schor, Danielle Dutton, Danielle Alexander, Debra Di Blasi, and Alexandra Chasin. -- during this different and complete quantity, the writers have manipulated conventional methods of storytelling, language, and plot, to specific new and exact methods of seeing and experiencing the realm. Narrative shape is subverted, provocative subject material explored, and language takes on a scatological shape to depict an actual human event that makes interpreting a very participatory act. on the end of every paintings, the contributor has composed a number of impressions sharing what encouraged her to inform that exact tale.

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