Shelia Liming | The biggest writer I ever knew was, in all likelihood, the biggest and most important writer I’ll ever know. But I didn’t realize this at the time. I was sixteen, and all I understood was that the woman who had bought the place across the street from
Bill Caraher | For some reason, I’ve been thinking about New Orleans this summer. To be clear, I haven’t spent much time in the Crescent City. So when I say that I’m thinking of New Orleans, I’m not thinking of New Orleans as a literal place, but as a place
It is always rewarding to publish a new story from a long time contributor. In NDQ 90.1/2, we were fortunate enough to feature a new story from Jim Sallis, “Lying Down.” If you’re familiar with Jim’s work, this story will be another gem-like contribution to his oeuvre. If you haven’t
I spent a good bit of my life preoccupied with churches and the beginning of Byzantium and this summer is no exception. It is especially nice when my world as an archaeologist and my world as the editor of North Dakota Quarterly converge as they did in NDQ 90.1/2. Click
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