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Take some time today and feel the heavy winds of Meg Tuite’s short story writing. “Prevailing Winds” is a spare, poignant piece of fiction, one you’ll want to read over and over.

From “Prevailing Winds”:

She was the horse and he hadn’t ridden her in years. Gerald walked to the refrigerator, opened it, and grabbed a six-pack. He sat back down and watched his wife’s jabbering mouth. He took a long swig from his can. The raging storm continued to knock over anything that gusted in its path. Gerald sucked in the last of that liquid gold, popped open another and chugged it down. 

His wife’s judgment surged forward like a mutiny. She waited all day to obliterate him as soon as he walked in the door. Maybe he could trade her in for a black cat. Her teeth were yellow and her mouth an open, fucking chasm. 

Tuite’s debut novel, Domestic Apparition, is making waves across the literary ocean. Stop by here and see for yourself.

Here’s what people are saying:

“Meg Tuite’s incendiary Domestic Apparition, an anti-bildungsroman, reads as if Jean Cocteau’s Les Enfants Terribles, Joyce’s Dubliners and a hallucinatory draught of green absinthe all combined to create a secret, rule-less world of precocious siblings punking the piteous yet unrelenting hypocrisies of American family, school and church even as they are swept by childhood’s inexorable current into a compromised, haunted, fragile adulthood. With incisive wit, a poet’s flair for innovative revolt, precisely rendered characters wild for truth and trespass, Tuite’s Domestic Apparitionis savage, arch, deeply tender – a triumphant debut novel.”

-Melissa Pritchard, author of eight novels and four short story collections, her latest “The Odditorium.

“In Domestic Apparition, Meg Tuite’s narrator opens the lid on a shoebox full of anonymous women–and reveals a trainwreck of Americana both familiar and fragmented from the forbidden lesbians and catholic school drama of the late 1960’s, maturing into a haunted and cynical adulthood. Tuite’s narrator is the clever camera eye that sees all, orbiting eclectic brothers, sisters, nuns, college roomates, corporate bosses and suicidal aunts with wonder, empathy and morbid fascination.”

-Nancy Stohlman, author of Searching for Suzi: a flash novel, and co-founder of Fast Forward Press.