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January 11

On January 15th, we're releasing Barry Gifford's Southern Nights, a collection of three previously published novels, Night PeopleArise & Walk, and Baby Cat-Face. It's an odd, hilarious, and touching trilogy. As Alan Cheuse of NPR puts it, "Gifford's night people are pure American . . . pure in their madness . . . in their evil . . . and to read about . . . pure pleasure." Filmmaker David Lynch puts it in his own way: In Gifford's world, "[i]t's wild and free and there's a kind of fearlessness, yet there's also some kind of deep understanding of life." Here exclusive to the Seven Stories Blog is the first chapter from the first book of the trilogy, Night People.

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October 23

An original poem from literary master Barry Gifford, on the occasion of his birthday. Check it out!

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June 05

The Seven Stories fiction list began with Nelson Algren stories, with titles like "The Face on the Barroom Floor" and "The Lightless Room." These are not exactly beach reads, nor are the books you'll find below. What you will find are novels rooted in this world, presenting the dignity of people struggling to make sense of it and in one way or another to change it.

So, this is another kind of summer fiction list. We hope you'll find much that will challenge, inspire, and engage, in times of darkness and of light.

All titles 50% off for one week only, through June 14, 5:00PM EST.

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January 25

Introducing Three Cheers, a new series in which Seven Stories authors dish on three books that have inspired them over the course of their writing careers. In this installment, Barry Gifford, author of Wild at Heart and, most recently, The Cuban Club, dusts off some lesser known works of fiction for his three picks. 

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