Berkeley Fiction Review

Losing Myself (And My Wi-fi) In Venice

I once read a short story by Daphne du Maurier about a man in Venice who…
What Bathos Can Do for Your Short Fiction

We all know the drill: exposition, rising action, climax, falling action. This is the formula for…
Short Story: Burdens to Bear

There were hors d’oeuvres to make, kids to feed, a pool to be cleaned. There was…
Short Story: Move-In Day

Walking back up the stairs towards her apartment door, she held her head high, determined to…
Artwork: Wakey Wakey

I’m not much of an artist—or really, any of an artist. I can’t draw, can barely…
Lessons on the Power of Concision from Yasunari Kawabata

In judging this year’s flash fiction contest entries, I couldn’t help but be reminded of Yasunari…
Short Story: The Machine Room

A slimy, oatmeal-like, little blob is reacting to the edgy riff of the electric guitar. ”The…
Short Story: Mermaid

One day at the docks, a mermaid kissed a boy. Here’s what happened: the boy was…
Traveling – The New Pilgrimage

After traveling through four countries for fifty-plus days, it is safe to say that I miss…
Short Story: Broken Vases

The first time River Valentina Hernandez watched The Wizard of Oz, she didn’t understand Dorothy’s desperate…