The Babbington Review

An Occasional Publication of the Babbington Press

In the days when our father, the painter Andrew Glynn, was most productive and most widely known, many people who ought to have known better took as an…
THE STORY SO FAR: Thanks to an old typewriter and my overheated imagination, I’d learned how to make my way to Kittiwake Island in Murky Bay, where the…
Ariane Lodkochnikov was for several years of her life what would now be called a performance artist, or perhaps she’d be called an improv actress, but…
FOR A LONG TIME, I cooked little meals in little pots, the smallest meals that would fill me up, cooked in the smallest pots that would do the job. I…
The first thirty pages, said my father, turning over the leaves,—are a little dry; and as they are not closely connected with the subject,—for the…
FOR ALL OF HIS ADULT LIFE, Eric Kraft has been working to construct a single large work of fiction, The Personal History, Adventures, Experiences …
THE STORY SO FAR: Given the use of a typewriter and some flimsy “second sheets” of paper, I had launched an attempt to infiltrate the world of Larry…
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