Author Marlene Lee has been out on the road promoting her short story collection, Inner Passage, which was published by EIF last month. First stop was the Boone County History and Culture Center, where she gave a reading to an appreciative audience and signed copies of her book. Then there was the book's in-person launch... Continue Reading →
... Drumroll... Nick Reeves, for his poems “On Framwellgate Bridge In Late December;” “I Whispered;” and “Sonnet (Bus To Dungeon Ghyll),” from the collection Archery in the UK (EIF, February 2023) and Marlene Lee, for her short story "Virgie" from the collection Inner Passage (EIF, October 2023). Congratulations and best of luck to both nominees!... Continue Reading →
Congratulations to author Marlene Lee on the publication of her short story collection, Inner Passage, today. You can get your copy on Amazon, at Barnesandnoble.com or Waterstones.com. If you are lucky enough to live close to Columbia, Missouri, Marlene will be launching the book in person at Skylark Books on 14 November. For those of... Continue Reading →
With only one week to go until the highly-anticipated launch of her short story collection, Inner Passage, it is my pleasure to present you a further reading from author Marlene Lee, this time taken from her story, 'City of Tomorrow.' An insightful interview If you want to know more about the author's creative process in... Continue Reading →
In the second of our series of readings from Marlene Lee's forthcoming short story collection Inner Passage, the author reads an excerpt from the story, "If You Love a Thing," which is about a woman on a voyage of discovery. The book will be published on 28 October and is available for pre-order from Amazon... Continue Reading →
It is an honour to announce that the next publication from EIF will be Inner Passage, a stunning collection of short stories from established author Marlene Lee. The book is due to be published on 28 October 2023. About the book This collection introduces the reader to an array of characters from the Midwest, Pacific... Continue Reading →
Languorous, lingering, luxuriant and self-indulgent. I never could have dreamed of such a day, before the other night, when he called me: ‘Ingrid?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘Are we still on for tomorrow?’ ‘Why ever not?’ I asked: ‘What was the plan again?’ ‘A picnic,’ he said, ‘by the lake: I’ll bring the sandwiches, if you’ll bring the... Continue Reading →
Prime Minister Burris Jackson addresses the people of Brexitannia, after the Corollavirus outbreak has been declared a pandemic by the World Health Organisation... "We face an invisible, unprecedented enemy. We are fighting a foe we cannot see, with the simple tools of soap, water, and our own singing voices. Remember to wash your hands for... Continue Reading →
All those close to the President would be lined up outside the Palace and told to run, but they wouldn’t get far. I was in the airport. They were coming for us there too, but there were no guns, only razor blades. I escaped down the service lift and hid in the luggage conveyor. I’d... Continue Reading →
I am an old man. I had a busy life once. A wife, a family, a career, but these days, retired, I live alone. I am swiftly advancing in years: too swiftly. I have some friends. I value those friends, and I hope they value me. We meet on a regular basis, in pubs, and... Continue Reading →
