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How the Devil Lost His Poncho

A question too often asked of me: how is a specific story or specific author on a specific day selected?

Rather than answer the question directly (because what’s the use of renting one’s own outdoor space if not to desultorily blather around or plant cobwebbish morning glories around it?), I thought I would instead give you insight into the metrics, processes, and rationale behind today’s selection. Steel yourselves:

A question too often asked of me: how is a specific story or specific author on a specific day selected?

Rather than answer the question directly (because what’s the use of renting one’s own outdoor space if not to desultorily blather around or plant cobwebbish morning glories around it?), I thought I would instead give you insight into the metrics, processes, and rationale behind today’s selection. Steel yourselves:

I had been thinking about Peru. For no other reason than thinking about most places lately is just too depressing; it was a random thought. Peru. Nothing special, and nothing more than that. I then decided that I fancied reading to you, and since Peru was freshly ground on my bean, a Peruvian (also purveyors of mightyfine beans, to extend the metaphor) would do. Palma came to mind, and I naturally reached for Peruvian Traditions, which is magnificent. But then instead remembered this story, a story so great and with a title so clever that had it not been a work of fiction, it might be an urban children’s toy or an instant indy rock classic. And so it was decided.

Does that answer the question? Enjoy!

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By miette

Miette has been podcasting the best of world literature's short fiction since March 2005, when she was just a pup.

2 replies on “How the Devil Lost His Poncho”

I have just recently begun to listen to your wonderful podcast and just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate it, you have really done the world a service by sharing your wonderful voice with all of us! So I guess this just boils down to a – thank you.
So, thank you!

S. whistle a trill to g.davenport’s gorgeous memory will you?
O’ what noises will ring!
But sleep easy and cool.
Because our story goes this a way that a way, now too, no?
Oh yes.

C.Musonius Rufus. x

ps. did you cat, love?

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