Category Archives: Creative Nonfiction
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Notes on the Creative Nonfiction Selections
Leave a commentSeptember 25, 2018 by The Citron Review
One of the characteristics that I find most exciting about the personal essay is its malleability. “Malleable,” coming from the …
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A Sister Lyric: In the Finding of You – For my sister
Leave a commentSeptember 25, 2018 by The Citron Review
by Chila Woychik Once born, we decide and decide and decide, or in some cases, others decide for us, …
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Professional Profile
Leave a commentSeptember 25, 2018 by The Citron Review
by Shae Krispinsky Shae Krispinsky More than 10 years of front office/customer service experience and hasn’t hated all of …
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Of Fur Not Fowl (Or, How Not to Catch a Tiger)
1September 25, 2018 by The Citron Review
by Jeanine Pfeiffer Instructions: Commission a bird walk in Bardia National Park, home to the second-highest density of Panthera …
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Notes on the Fiction Selections
Leave a commentSeptember 25, 2018 by The Citron Review
I really enjoy fall. I love the colors and the way they change to whole landscape. I love going back …
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Notes on the CNF Selections
Leave a commentJuly 17, 2018 by The Citron Review
As a student in a creative nonfiction track of an MFA program, I floundered, as many of us did, …
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How To Move Your Body
Leave a commentJuly 17, 2018 by The Citron Review
by Sutton Strother Shower, and put on pants. You don’t have to leave the apartment. You can spend an …
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The Flaw
Leave a commentJuly 17, 2018 by The Citron Review
by Hope Henderson Would this story work better if I said that he hit me? What if I told …
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How to Do a Close Reading
Leave a commentJuly 17, 2018 by The Citron Review
by B.J. Miller Read your mother with a pencil in hand. Your left hand. The hand she would use …
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Orange
Leave a commentJuly 17, 2018 by The Citron Review
by Susan Bloch In the pedestrian street of my local London market, I close my eyes and rub my …
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