Monthly Archives: February 2013

Wake-Up Call by Catherine A. Musemeche

Wake-Up Call by Catherine A. Musemeche

“Her death, hours later, was the conclusion to one of the worst nights of my life. I had participated in a full-blown flail—a sequence of medical maneuvers that couldn’t possibly be successful but are performed against all better judgment. I felt terrible about it—for the patient, who deserved better, and for those of us who participated. Whatever comes next for my mother, I hope she is not flogged this way with painful procedures that cannot save her.” 

The author reflects on how the medical knowledge that comes with being a surgeon often dampens the hope she has for her mother to live, as her mother is battling failing organs.The conclusion was beautiful. She explores the what-ifs and honestly admits that it could be much worse; she honestly admits that she doesn’t know what is best. There is a Chinese parable about a farmer with a son who breaks his leg but ends up not being drafted because of it, with the prevailing moral being “Who knows what is good or bad?” Who knows. 

Blood is throughout the essay, making our mortality even more apparent. I believe in the spiritual, in our current bodies being limiting, in our immortality. Reading things about flesh and death always make me feel ready to part from my body.


The Wonder of Geese by Bryan Furuness

The Wonder of Geese by Bryan Furuness

The voice in this piece was good.I did not feel like a “craft” essay excerpt, but felt like the natural thought of the author. I don’t think I would like a professor who randomly shouted, “Geese” whenever they passed the window either, but I do agree with his sentiments about wonder. “Allow yourself to wander” may be a better phrase. One can wonder in his own style but it is not as organic as wandering; there is often an air of pretentiousness or philosophy. Wandering is discovery. Wandering is going where your mind takes you. It is not always easy to be that naive and honest but it is often beautiful. That’s what I got out of the story, at least.  

The Twenty-Nine-Pound Rat Trap by CB Bassity

The Twenty-Nine-Pound Rat Trap by CB Bassity

Living in a farmhouse in New York seems incessantly paradoxical to me. This is a short story about a man living in upstate New York who is bothered by a rat who is simply too slick for his traps. I do enjoy short stories in general, but I acknowledge that they are difficult to pull off. You must build up anticipation, have a solid plot (or part of a juicy plot), and give a good voice in tone all without very much space. This piece was extremely short, so I must acknowledge that it is hard to do all of those things within this frame, however, the piece was simply lacking. There was a bit of build up; I had anticipation on my part to see how the rat would be caught or if there was some moral at the end of the story. It was not horrible, but this piece does seem like one that will stay as a blog entry and not be taken to the next level of publishing or heavy circulation. It was a nice read, but not a great read. Well crafted though. Three stars.