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  • Tom Lee, Author at Litro Magazine
    Korean American immigrants He was the winner of the first annual Ploughshares Emerging Fiction Writers Contest His work has also been published in American Literary Review Asia Literary Review Chicago Quarterly Review Azalea a publication of Harvard s Korea Institute and several other literary journals Website Twitter Facebook Contact Us General 44 0 20 3371 9971 info litro co uk Sales Advertising enquiries 44 0 20 3371 9971 Email Sales Magazine Editorial editor litro co uk All Online Editorial online litro co uk Book Reviews Author Interviews reviews litro co uk Film Arts Editorial arts litro co uk Litro Lab Podcast litrolab litro co uk LitroTV litrotv litro co uk Litro Listings listings litro co uk Subscribe Stockists Submissions Advertising Our Team About Litro Litro Magazine is a free short stories and creative arts magazine in print and online Providing a place for readers writers and the broader creative community to discuss various aspects of literature arts and culture through features reviews non themed fiction interviews columns and more Perfect reading for those with busy lives When the first issue of Litro was published in April 2005 the main free paper for commuters and city dwellers was the morning Metro Since then many tabloid style free sheets have joined the field like the Metro these can be skim read and quickly discarded Litro is different our central aim has always been to provide commuters and city dwellers with an inspiring thought provoking alternative that takes you places you don t normally think about when travelling around the city We believe literary magazines should not just be targeted at writers themselves or even those with a particular interest in literature instead Litro believes in reaching the general reader whether they be a commuter someone browsing in a bookshop or in a

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  • Much Bothered With Buffalo
    Society She has an MA in Creative Writing from the University of Sussex reviews books for the Historical Novels Society and teaches in Surrey Mail More Posts 1 Comments comments Prev While He Sleeps Next Trying to Discover India Related Posts This Sporting Life Colombians First Footballers Second Poor Connection Contact com at the Park Theatre The Rock n Roll Look and Other High Street Lies Litro TV Recent Posts Bringing Up Baby In the Night Time Before the Sun Rises at the Gate Theatre True Love in Los Angeles A R BY ANY OTHER NAME The Echo Travelling in Fiji The Litro Blog View Archive 11th February 2016 Litro 149 The Love issue Letter from the Editor By Eric Akoto Love we spend our lives craving it in one form or another searching for it and talking about it Its meaning is felt more than it is clearly expressed Some call it the greatest virtue Continue reading 9th December 2015 Litro 148 The Going Home issue Letter from the Editor By Eric Akoto This month in Litro 148 we explore the notion of what Going Home means to us Is it a familiar physical space A refuge A feeling A state of mind Or is home actually to be found in another human being maybe your partner your parents How do you know when you have found it Continue reading Contact Us General 44 0 20 3371 9971 info litro co uk Sales Advertising enquiries 44 0 20 3371 9971 Email Sales Magazine Editorial editor litro co uk All Online Editorial online litro co uk Book Reviews Author Interviews reviews litro co uk Film Arts Editorial arts litro co uk Litro Lab Podcast litrolab litro co uk LitroTV litrotv litro co uk Litro Listings listings litro co uk Subscribe

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  • Claire Thurlow, Author at Litro Magazine
    wagon train women inspired the novel she is now working on She has recently contributed to an anthology Reflections on the South Downs and is a Postgraduate Fellow of the Royal Geographical Society She has an MA in Creative Writing from the University of Sussex reviews books for the Historical Novels Society and teaches in Surrey Website Twitter Facebook Contact Us General 44 0 20 3371 9971 info litro co uk Sales Advertising enquiries 44 0 20 3371 9971 Email Sales Magazine Editorial editor litro co uk All Online Editorial online litro co uk Book Reviews Author Interviews reviews litro co uk Film Arts Editorial arts litro co uk Litro Lab Podcast litrolab litro co uk LitroTV litrotv litro co uk Litro Listings listings litro co uk Subscribe Stockists Submissions Advertising Our Team About Litro Litro Magazine is a free short stories and creative arts magazine in print and online Providing a place for readers writers and the broader creative community to discuss various aspects of literature arts and culture through features reviews non themed fiction interviews columns and more Perfect reading for those with busy lives When the first issue of Litro was published in April 2005 the main free paper for commuters and city dwellers was the morning Metro Since then many tabloid style free sheets have joined the field like the Metro these can be skim read and quickly discarded Litro is different our central aim has always been to provide commuters and city dwellers with an inspiring thought provoking alternative that takes you places you don t normally think about when travelling around the city We believe literary magazines should not just be targeted at writers themselves or even those with a particular interest in literature instead Litro believes in reaching the general reader whether they

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  • Jonny Keyworth, Author at Litro Magazine
    2 posts published in Litro Magazine Jonny is a writer based in Edinburgh with an interest in African current affairs and culture having studied a Masters in African Politics at the School of Oriental and African Studies and is currently working on continuing the research he began at SOAS and also working on a novel based on his experiences in Africa Website Twitter Facebook Contact Us General 44 0 20 3371 9971 info litro co uk Sales Advertising enquiries 44 0 20 3371 9971 Email Sales Magazine Editorial editor litro co uk All Online Editorial online litro co uk Book Reviews Author Interviews reviews litro co uk Film Arts Editorial arts litro co uk Litro Lab Podcast litrolab litro co uk LitroTV litrotv litro co uk Litro Listings listings litro co uk Subscribe Stockists Submissions Advertising Our Team About Litro Litro Magazine is a free short stories and creative arts magazine in print and online Providing a place for readers writers and the broader creative community to discuss various aspects of literature arts and culture through features reviews non themed fiction interviews columns and more Perfect reading for those with busy lives When the first issue of Litro was published in April 2005 the main free paper for commuters and city dwellers was the morning Metro Since then many tabloid style free sheets have joined the field like the Metro these can be skim read and quickly discarded Litro is different our central aim has always been to provide commuters and city dwellers with an inspiring thought provoking alternative that takes you places you don t normally think about when travelling around the city We believe literary magazines should not just be targeted at writers themselves or even those with a particular interest in literature instead Litro believes in reaching

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  • Somewhere Between The Borders: New Money
    me a little about the children He starts with Steven their eighteen year old who has just been accepted at Vanderbilt University Roy pauses to consider his words Steven is a strange child he whispers He eats almost no meat whatsoever All carbs This is cattle country I make what I think is an appropriate expression of shock and dismay He is glad that I have understood Roy describes Stephanie the twelve year old as their most spiritual child He remembers a time when she printed the Easter story from the Internet and conducted a service for the family at their ranch in the hill country About their seven year old Roy waxes most enthusiastic Benjy is our love bomb he tells me I am not sure what this means but it sounds frightening Sherry adds that at five years old he had the vocabulary of a twelve year old she had him tested but that now it is probably fourteen An hour later I have been dismissed by the Dedhams and am just unlocking my own front door when my cell phone rings It is Sherry Can you come on back over I forgot that the girls wanted to ask you some questions I drive back to the estate and Stephanie and her friend sit me down at the dining room table to ask me where I buy my clothes and where I go to church Luckily I have been to a church service with my boyfriend s family at one of the football stadium sized mega churches in Dallas and can name it The image that was projected over the altar during the service George W Bush flanked by Abraham Lincoln and George Washington flashes into my mind God and country I think Clothes and country Clothes and God The next day I am back under the tutelage of Maximo who says I ll tell you this They like you So do as I say and you ll have the job He leads me upstairs to Personal Assistant Headquarters where he outlines my day to day responsibilities He starts with an example of a recent problem A dog collar was lost somewhere on the property It would be up to me Maximo explains to delegate responsibility to solve the problem He gives me a list of people to contact the gardener for one and the girl who walks the dogs I would provide daily updates on the search to Sherry via a detailed log of the day s events Another challenge is the malfunctioning of one of the fountains in front of the house He models for me a call to Jerry Jones secretary to see if they have a guy I can tell by the way he says it that this Jerry Jones is an important person Later I find out he is the owner of the Dallas Cowboys football team Maximo shows me a few templates for letters of congratulation upon acceptance to sororities He asks

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  • Andrea Calabretta, Author at Litro Magazine
    more Travel Lifestyle White Girl Speaking Arabic by Andrea Calabretta Andrea Calabretta gets lost in the linguistic maze of Tunisia Read more Andrea Calabretta The author has 3 posts published in Litro Magazine Andrea Calabretta is a writer and editor based in Philadelphia She is currently at work on a book about her experiences in Tunisia during the so called Arab Spring Website Twitter Facebook Contact Us General 44 0 20 3371 9971 info litro co uk Sales Advertising enquiries 44 0 20 3371 9971 Email Sales Magazine Editorial editor litro co uk All Online Editorial online litro co uk Book Reviews Author Interviews reviews litro co uk Film Arts Editorial arts litro co uk Litro Lab Podcast litrolab litro co uk LitroTV litrotv litro co uk Litro Listings listings litro co uk Subscribe Stockists Submissions Advertising Our Team About Litro Litro Magazine is a free short stories and creative arts magazine in print and online Providing a place for readers writers and the broader creative community to discuss various aspects of literature arts and culture through features reviews non themed fiction interviews columns and more Perfect reading for those with busy lives When the first issue of Litro was published in April 2005 the main free paper for commuters and city dwellers was the morning Metro Since then many tabloid style free sheets have joined the field like the Metro these can be skim read and quickly discarded Litro is different our central aim has always been to provide commuters and city dwellers with an inspiring thought provoking alternative that takes you places you don t normally think about when travelling around the city We believe literary magazines should not just be targeted at writers themselves or even those with a particular interest in literature instead Litro believes in

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  • Somewhere Between The Borders: Beach Gym, L.A.
    The sun was out but not yet high enough to invade the fresh cool air Rich kicked one of the plastic cups along the floor Yesterday after the encounter he didn t dare venture back onto the beach Besides sleep had overcome him when the jet lag caught up Today was a better day a new day as they say He followed his trainers as he made his way towards the green machines littered all along the beach The speakers were silent at this time of the morning but a few elderly participants were already on the treadmills The machines made gentle sounds only barely drowned out by the distant waves Rich sensed that they would leave by nine when the sun would be in full swing He tried to avoid letting sand into his trainers but knew it was inevitable The green towel was draped across his shoulder He almost felt exclusive like this was his morning his beach He reached some turnstiles and wondered how they managed to fit this extravaganza onto the beach and if one day it might all be washed away Did it matter Rich pressed his hand onto a fingerprint recognition sensor and waited A light shone red instructing him to move his hand ever so slightly in which direction he was not told Unaccustomed to the new technology and overcome with anticipation Rich looked around and eagerly hopped over the gate He looked to make sure that no one had seen him and proceeded to pick out one of the green enigmas standing in front of him Only now did he fully comprehend how many there were He looked down the beach his eyes scanning the mass cemetery of treadmills and proceeded to choose one closer to the shoreline He dropped his towel into a compartment on the treadmill and got his phone out He plugged this into a socket on top and reached for his headphones which he slotted into a gap in front of him Reassured by technology Rich started to input his personal data Username password date of birth home country email address weight and age By the time he had finished the speakers erupted with a morning radio jingle reminding him that he was in LA He took a deep breath and pressed the start button The treadmill set off to a walking pace Rich pushed the lever upwards allowing the speed to increase slowly until it reached a point where he was comfortably jogging just fast enough to make him appear athletic should anyone be watching He looked around There was no one nearby save for an old man a few treadmills back drowsily in his own world Now his left headphone started slowly to slip out of his ear as he turned to face the sea again and quickly fell dangling back and forth by his hand He instinctively caught it and placed it back in his ear Then Rich noticed a missing commodity piece of the puzzle he had forgotten to factor in Water Bottle All he had to do was buy one bottle before heading down onto the beach The sun was starting to warm up It was too late The treadmill was running Rich decided he must go on He had not exercised in almost a year so it was no use stopping now He might as well see how far he could push himself A sudden faintness dropped his head forward and he forced himself to blink before resting his hands on the side of the treadmill As he moved his hand he noticed his left ear condensing an imminent fall about to recur He put all of this to the back of his mind under the pressure of yet another wave of dizziness Rich focused on the horizon ahead not sure what to do He felt for a brief moment that he was doing something he had never really wanted to do He felt a pointlessness to this mild First World suffering just before a wave flashed this time in front of him with a bright credit card like glimmer of golden sunlight We re all stuck on the treadmill The left headphone fell tangled up in his hand immediately ripping the other earpiece irritatingly from his right ear Rich threw the unnecessary wires onto the sand and reached for the lever in front of him just in time before a final wave hit him Now two steps back struggling to reach the front of the machine he half leaned half drooped forward desperately holding the lever down so that the machine could reach a bearable speed He let himself slide off it and fell back onto the sand A swell of headache awoke him A figure approached The green top slender hips and blue eyes Coming to the party tonight Richard looked up sweat falling from his head like a kettle He had never felt this embarrassingly cliched since asking for tea with milk in France and of course the incident yesterday She offered her hand He politely declined She tried again this time offering the delicacy of a water bottle We see the readings He looked up at her bright face unable to talk after swallowing some water Your heart rate She pulled out a small tablet device 150 You should exercise more Rich nodded then laughed This gave way for a pause in the conversation and for a moment the only rush was confined to traffic on the boulevard The multitudes individuals with shopping bags contracts flowers sprites money music madness and spirit all racing home to work to friends to wives She offered her hand again Amy Chapter 3 The Party His eyes were open but he was still asleep The sun was glazing the ceramic tiles of the hotel balcony A paper thin curtain rested uneasily on the bedside table hung there by an indifferent humid draft Rich knew that he was about to experience the full effects of post afternoon nap sunburn Moreover the shape of the pillow had steadily imprinted creases onto the other half of his face Two days left He came here for three weeks and joined a gym Rich remembered what it was like to wake up back in Britain that desaturated place experiencing the tingly sensation of post nap with her Now she was with someone else It was just two months ago but felt like a week Move on He anticipated some discomfort before lifting his head There was a tingly itchy sensation spreading all over his face as he rose from the bed His ears were still in another world but sensitively picked up the distant sound of music Rich went to the tap to slap some water over his face Still tingly Another splash before leaning to clear his throat He showered dressed and moved to the balcony to take his first look at the changed stretch of sand in the distance People were gathered now couples locked in embraces kids unaware watching the last orange peel sail across the horizon By the time he got there the sky was already an isolated blue He made his way to the bar which had appeared like an oasis in the middle of the sand Where had the machines gone Rich looked down at his feet and saw small plastic grids covering the sand Between each plastic hollow square lay a dark world of grain and glass The music beat in his ears as he made his way to the bar 150bpm Trance A song about letting go A long neon glass construction pulsating with light People waiting for their drinks Absurd He found a gap in the queue and shouldered his way through A girl screamed in his ear She was in her early twenties but knew herself better than he had known anyone before How did he get here He ordered his first two drinks and looked at her Great party He blurted Haven t been here before What I just said it s a great party I know Are you from England He nodded She raised her glass smiled and flowed into the crowds A light show was taking place one that lasted the duration of the night but not long enough For a moment at one o clock in the morning Rich appreciated everything for what it was The people the lights and the music Then it all stopped The crowds left One last drink It was over too soon He had danced met people he would never see again and shared a revelry and single dream to enjoy the madness An older man was still standing at the bar Rich was aware that a conversation would ensue He looked into his wallet and enjoyed the adventure of counting his change He lifted a few notes out and pressed them into a hand that was serving him The man shook his head Why are you here Rich ignored the man as he conjured up an answer and took his drink Getting away from a sour event finding myself something He smiled at his own inability to construct a sentence It didn t seem to matter The man laughed and nodded He finished his bottle and looked around the beach You know this won t last forever The machines will stop one day Are you a drinking prophet You know the best prophets try not preaching to anyone Isn t that the beauty of this anyway Celebrating now Sound like my kids Rich held back a smile at the thought of this Here was the preacher judging him for leaving home when he was out with a family at home The man pressed on however Trust me they ll stop You ll wonder why they started Rich looked blankly at his serious expression Then for a brief period he lost his confidence and his way Rich tried to laugh it off but it was too late Chapter 4 The Celebrity The beach was lively today Two days left in this place Rich made it an obligation that day to explore the entire gym after lunch with an hour to spare so that the food could be digested The gym was divided into sections Not by machinery but by the different types of people who circled it Those who would say the place attracts a certain type of person were wrong You came here to become a certain type of person He wouldn t go as far as saying there was any camaraderie between people however It was quite the opposite There was instead an awareness of being part of a group a healthy group a lucky group There were those who came to lose weight those who wanted to attain a certain shape and the ones who were there to meet attractively insecure members of the same community Rich was not quite sure which of his simple categories he fit into but he was surely being too kind on himself He liked to think that he was there to lose a bit of weight and enjoy the feeling of a well oxygenated brain after the treadmill It was not getting any easier though There she was Amy She approached from the left and smiled again a broad youthful smile Rich nodded looked around and lost his train of thought How are you today Did she remember him or was she this friendly to everyone Just browsing I had no idea the place was so big That s why we re here She brushed past and the hairs on their arms touched for a moment What had she meant by that In more ways than one it was not the answer he was expecting to his statement about browsing but in a way it was also the very reply he wanted Why was anyone here It dawned on him that perhaps the only time people paid to do work was when it benefited themselves or made them look good All other pursuits were either for money or selfless but that was rare in this place A crowd had now gathered at the entrance to Beach Gym Rich meandered over to the edge to see what the fuss was about Suddenly he had the feeling that he was standing out In a minute fit of paranoia Rich looked over at some of the other members next to him An intense fear had washed over him but was gone by the time he was amongst the crowd He was quite aware of being drawn into something exciting now but not quite sure what it was In that moment a man next to him started explaining the event to his girlfriend It s him Is it really him She said It s him Must be here for the gym He doesn t need the gym He s here for the film Why would he come to a gym like this He goes private The man everyone was gazing at was a celebrity who had come to show his face among the masses Perhaps for some marketing raid or promotion They were all attracted like moths now Restless helpless people who could not get close enough yet had no idea how to because of the fear that they might cause a commotion themselves Stuck between these two worlds Rich decided to leave and made his way home There was no point in the treadmill that day Chapter 5 0bpm The rain pattered onto the balcony of the hotel appropriately saved for the last day Rich would spend in L A He had been in bed for most of the morning trying to remember and at the same time blocking out any memories from the previous night s party This was now a regular event that would end tomorrow The downpour soon petered out into sparse drops that dripped from the balcony above Rich lifted his head up and peered out of the window Somewhere within he knew that he would have to go to the gym He retrieved his trainers from the corner of the room by his belongings which poured out of his travel bag and waited to return home The gym was surprisingly busy now considering it had rained all morning It was mid week and the beach was teeming with fitness addicts Rich looked out towards the waves They were slower today almost cautiously so He wondered who kept the treadmills dry when it rained and then realized he had arrived too late to find out Rich walked past machine upon machine passing the weights section and making his way to a lone running device He had chosen a place at the back with a good view of all who were there that day He started the treadmill and placed his hands on the pulse meter 85bpm Rich removed the small green towel from around his neck and placed it into a compartment in front Not wanting to delay the inevitable he pushed the lever forward so that the machine increased its speed In thirty seconds he was already at a fair running pace enough to draw him out of whatever alcohol induced haze he had found himself in that morning He ran with ease his feet taking their turns to smack the rubber below The other treadmills whirred gently all around Rich could make out Amy two rows ahead She seemed to embody a certain level of energy that attracted attention wherever she went Rich never thought of himself as someone who wanted attention Yet he still wasn t sure why he himself had joined the gym The conflict this created in his head distracted him for a while He quickly managed to put the thought aside the way he usually did when he had a hangover for fear that any glimmer could take over as a mental reality for the rest of the day Amy was crouching next to a boy and giving orders to him He was doing sit ups in the mat section where no one ever made eye contact Amy was doing her job but also enjoying it Rich watched her talk not noticing that his treadmill was slowly increasing its pace The humming of the machines around him changed ever so slightly in frequency and everyone was unknowingly at the whim of an inevitable First World crisis The speed of the treadmills became noticeable Rich kept running amongst the chaos as the speakers blared music slightly louder than before Rich looked around The prison like order of everything and bright green colours were now sickening Everyone was plugged into their world trying to find some significance in fitness Amy stood up and looked around as well She reached for a device her walkie talkie and pressed the call button Rich watched her talk into it soon realising that he had to jump or he would become the main part in a slapstick comedy show that was about to take place Next to him a man tripped and fell swiftly swooped back onto the sand Rich looked in front where he now noticed a struggling elderly couple on two treadmills They tried to hold onto the hand rails but the machines were ever increasing in speed Rich called out to Amy but was drowned out by the music The couple were now thrust backwards by machines that no longer wanted them They disappeared onto the sand Rich jumped off his treadmill struggling to regain his balance on the sand before running towards where the couple had been only moments ago He saw them helplessly strewn on the sand the way that kids unwillingly immerse themselves on a beach trip The way he used to sink his feet into the beach in Britain sharing the experience and circling his finger to make an outline of two pairs The old man was trying to lift up

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  • Tom Gatley, Author at Litro Magazine
    subsequently co wrote and produced a Theatre Film project with established Welsh playwright Tracy Harris which was developed and performed at the Wales Millennium Centre in Cardiff during a week in August In 2012 Tom wrote directed and shot a short film entitled END which was shortlisted for the Best UK Fiction award at Manchester Film Festival and the Cardiff Mini Film Festival It was also screened at Thurrock International Film Festival Tom completed his third short film entitled The Reading which was accepted into the Cannes Short Film Corner and shortlisted for Best Narrative Short at the Cardiff Mini Film Festival It was recently shortlisted at the International Film Festival of Cinematic Arts in Los Angeles and was selected for the Spring Showcase of the American Online Film Festival Tom is about to direct another short film and in the process of writing a short novel Website Twitter Facebook Contact Us General 44 0 20 3371 9971 info litro co uk Sales Advertising enquiries 44 0 20 3371 9971 Email Sales Magazine Editorial editor litro co uk All Online Editorial online litro co uk Book Reviews Author Interviews reviews litro co uk Film Arts Editorial arts litro co uk Litro Lab Podcast litrolab litro co uk LitroTV litrotv litro co uk Litro Listings listings litro co uk Subscribe Stockists Submissions Advertising Our Team About Litro Litro Magazine is a free short stories and creative arts magazine in print and online Providing a place for readers writers and the broader creative community to discuss various aspects of literature arts and culture through features reviews non themed fiction interviews columns and more Perfect reading for those with busy lives When the first issue of Litro was published in April 2005 the main free paper for commuters and city dwellers was the

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