Based in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Weave Magazine is a dark and fabulous literary journal. Or, as they like to describe it:
Weave is dark humor and magical realism. Weave is strange and fantastical. Weave also loves realistic narratives in fiction and poetry. Weave loves honest and simple nonfiction, not confessional for confessions sake. Weave loves strong, well-developed characters. Weave especially loves when female characters are well thought out. Weave loves flawed characters. Weave loves retellings of old stories, fairy tales and myths. Weave is the universal told with unique, exciting language. Weave loves when writers play with language. Weave loves a poem that grabs our attention early and avoids clichés. Weave loves surprises. Weave also loves poems about animals. We love a good monkey poem, but have yet to find one. On that day, Weave will dance. Dance!
There is a distinct vibe that runs through all the pieces it publishes. I don’t know how to explain it other than to provide an example. The short story that stands out the most in my memory is one about a mother watching her toddler choke to death while she seriously considers the benefits of denying the child the Heimlich maneuver. It seems morbid to claim that it’s a good magazine after describing that, but it is. Read some samples.
What They Want: Poetry and Flash Fiction (two separate contests).
When They Want It: July 31, 2011
Prize? $100 first prize for each!
I shall be submitting! So good luck to me and to all of you as well :]