There is a loneliness, that voice of the outsider, of the creative kid, of the misfit, of the writer, that haunts every joke, every line etched to make the reader laugh.

These episodic jaunts focus on the difficult choices people make in desperate situations.

Rosero goads the reader to consider what tenses we’re thinking, dreaming, imagining in, as we hurtle at the precipice, towards a future not by any means assured.

I want to have hope, but I’m also suspicious of all hopeful things. [Laughs.]

There is a loneliness, that voice of the outsider, of the creative kid, of the misfit, of the writer, that haunts every joke, every line etched to make the reader laugh.

These episodic jaunts focus on the difficult choices people make in desperate situations.

Rosero goads the reader to consider what tenses we’re thinking, dreaming, imagining in, as we hurtle at the precipice, towards a future not by any means assured.

Lim’s novel promises the disorientation of a house of mirrors.

I want to have hope, but I’m also suspicious of all hopeful things. [Laughs.]

There’s a way in which trauma exerts pressure both on our bodies and psyches as well as on our relationship to objects, places, and things.

A novel isn’t a painting, it’s language that’s been organized until it has the power to bombard pleasurably. The premise that ‘showing’ is somehow more respectful to a reader than ‘telling’ is illogical nonsense.

The longer you stare into skateboarding the less choice you have but to embrace a broader definition of the term.

Women of Color have used speculative and science fiction as genres of expression, overcoming the oppressive structures that incarcerate our realities

Stein’s process moves in a way that creates an artifice of ambiguity and forms a structure that can reconfigure infinitely. There is a disruptive function to her use of repetition, a disorienting pulse.

To the reading eye, a solid block of text suggests a takeover. It demands immersion. It may not be easy to find your place once you look up from the page. It reminds us of the body’s limits.

Each letter is a flexing, embodied interweaving of queer theory, Black studies, music, eros, intellect, art, friendship, religion, body, breath

Full Stop founding editors Eric Jett and Alex Shephard dive deep into the world of Jonathan Franzen!

Every year when THE SOUND OF MUSIC aired on the local station, we were not allowed to watch it because my grandmother hated Julie Andrews, whom she considered an adventurous prude, a category of women she despised.

The year’s best books, as selected by the editors of Full Stop.

There’s a language between the languages, where a translation lives. This other place is where Full Stop ventures in this quarterly issue.