For some reason taxis are always scarce in my district. Late on a wet night, the few there were would certainly be engaged, if their drivers weren’t already sitting comfortably at home in the warm. So I was worried about getting one for M, who’d looked in earlier in the evening on his way to visit a patient. He’d seemed quite happy talking about the wonderful big Mercedes he was going to buy as soon as he had enough money, and the wonderful time we were going […]
Review | Shitstorm by Fernando Sdrigotti
Shitstorm, Fernando Sdrigotti, Open Pen, 2018, £4.99 Among four equally alluring others, Open Pen’s new series of “novelettes” features Fernando…
Interview | 2018 Short Story Prize Judges!
With only a few weeks remaining for our Short Story Prize for this year, we thought we would catch up…
The London Magazine Short Story Prize 2018
Submissions are now open for The London Magazine Short Story Prize 2018!
The London Magazine has published short stories by some of the most well-respected literary figures over the course of long history, from Jean Rhys to V. S. Pritchett. Our annual Short Story Competition seeks out new voices to join them.
Archive | Fiction | Silvio by Arturo Vivante
First published in the June 1970 edition of The London Magazine (Vol. 10, No. 3) Like a statue too…
Spotlight on: Rough Trade Books
The London Magazine has long been a champion of emerging writers and independent publishers, stretching back to the 1950s and…
Fiction | On His Own Ground by Vis Nathan
First published in the December 1976/January 1977 of The London Magazine (Volume 16, No.5) Gopal entered his cubby-hole surrounded…
Fiction | Just for Five Minutes by Alla Melenteva
It was an early May day. The war was considered over, though it had not yet been officially declared. A…
Interview | Sophie Mackintosh
Last month Megan Girdwood reviewed Sophie Mackintosh’s debut dystopian novel The Water Cure, rendering it uneasy, hypnotic and yet so…
Review | Break.up by Joanna Walsh
The online world often seems clean and seamless; it doesn’t have any scars to reveal its traumas or accidents. Bodies,…
Review | Nowhere Nearer by Alice Miller
Jack Solloway Nowhere nearer Nowhere Nearer, Alice Miller, Pavilion Poetry, 61pp, 2018, £9.99 (paperback) ‘We are no longer quite here…
Fiction | Quiet Mountain by Sally Jubb
They got on at Vico Equense. The carriage was almost full, but the two of them managed to squeeze into…
Fiction | The Old Men Who Row Boats by David Joseph
In Madrid, not far from the great museums that line the streets, old men row boats in the morning hours…
Fiction | About You by Marjorie Main
Early on a Saturday morning in October I met Vivian at Liverpool Street Station. Stevie had a painting in an…
Fiction | Beloved by Roger Raynal
That morning, when Ryoji woke up, fired from sleep by a strident, but usual sound, he refrained from opening…
Fiction | Crete by Cameron Stewart
‘So. What do we want today?’ I’m sitting in my local barbers chair, caped up like a clown – my…
The Leprechaun by Steven O’Brien
And so it all began with my grandad and the Leprechaun. He was a great man for singing and stories. His…
Night Train to Athens
He was nineteen and she was twenty and they’d ‘met’ ten minutes earlier, seated opposite each other on the Patras-Athens…
An Ode to Spectacles (Three Inches Thick)
She arrived right on time, smoking a cigarette round the corner, checking her watch between drags before popping in…
Fiction | The Root of it All by Charlotte Newman
Pavements slick from rain and a market at night, risen dripping from the oily roads like a brand new…
Pigeon Feathers by Soumya Bhattacharya
At the time the boy had no idea that this was the last thing they were doing as a…
Leaving Cuba
I am woken by Suci, the village postman, knocking at our door. ‘Pavel,’ he calls, coming round to tap the…
Fiction | An Actor in the Wings: Notes (1980 – 2009) by Andre van Loon
Charles I could see him from beside the door. He was surrounded by men in suits, pointing at the ceiling,…
Bear Country
Why had he brought her to this place? She lay on the bed reading, listening to the insistent beat…
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