Tag: fiction as wish fulfillment

Novelette: “The Revolution, Brought to You by Nike”

“The Revolution, Brought to You by Nike,” by Andrea Phillips

First appeared in Fireside Magazine, February 2017 (February 2017!?); read for Escape Pod episodes 644 and 645

9,891 words

A gripping and bewildering story. The concept of a corporate savior driving a revolution is played straight all the way through, with no one apparently questioning it, no one evincing a sense of irony or ambivalence or guilt. Nor does anyone except the president question Nike’s moral authority (who does sew those shoes, anyway? Mine say they’re made in Indonesia).

The last line is incredible. Is this wish fulfillment or satire? Or wish fulfillment tempered by satire? Read the author’s essay in the same issue of Fireside for a possible answer.


Short story: “Mannequin”

“Mannequin,” by Melissa Ragsly

Appeared in CRAFT, March 30th, 2018

6,914 words

(Spoilers.) A good teenager story with rather delightful ending. The protagonist’s presence of mind during the sexual assault scene is remarkable, maybe even wish-fulfillment-y, the kind of decisive action we all wish we had taken at a moment of uncertain crisis. She’s highly perceptive, despite her understandable adolescent naiveté about Mr. House.

Edited to add: I don’t like the way CRAFT precedes each story with commentary—it seems to me that such a thing should go at the end—but I like that they provide a link to the author’s own commentary, so you can read it (in a pop-up) or not.

Flash fiction story: “On Top of the World”

“On Top of the World,” by Len Kuntz

Appeared in Wigleaf, January 2018

219 words

A charming fantasy. I like the tension between the first two lines and what follows. That seems like a dumb obvious thing to say, but it’s true.

Flash fiction story: “The 45th President of the United States and I Went to a Petting Zoo”

“The 45th President of the United States and I Went to a Petting Zoo,” by Grant Gerald Miller

Appeared in (b)OINK, October 13th, 2017

513 words

A bizarre and charming fantasy. I like the stilted repetition of “the 45th President” and its refusal to actually say the guy’s name.

“The 45th President slowly mouthed the world animal. Animals, I said. They’re called animals. You’re supposed to pet them.”

Edited to add: It has been confirmed that the president can, in fact, identify several different animals.

Novel: We Have Always Lived in the Castle

We Have Always Lived in the Castle, by Shirley Jackson

Published in 1962 by Viking Press

160 pages in the Penguin Classics Deluxe paperback


This book feels like the purest and most beautifully executed piece of wish fulfillment I’ve ever read. (The thing that comes closest to it is The Talented Mr. Ripley.) When I say wish fulfillment, I guess I mean that Merricat never has to grow up, never has to learn her lesson. Constance never has to grow up either, and after the brief temptation of adulthood passes, she returns happily (?) and with relief to the safety of Merricat’s little world. They win. They triumph. And the twistedness of their triumph is a pleasure in itself, which is only enhanced by the cruelty of the outside world—it’s as though Merricat’s madness is a reaction to that cruelty (though of course it needs no justification beyond itself) and a taunt to throw back against the taunts of the hostile neighbors.

Short story: “Returned”

“Returned,” by Kat Howard

Appeared in Nightmare Magazine, issue 28, January 2015

2427 words

A neat twist on a familiar myth.

On fan-facilitating modularity

“While Homestuck is not ‘formulaic’ in the sense that we use the term (predictable and dull because it follows a familiar story formula), there is an element of ‘formula’ in its structure, a sort of algorithm that governs things, that I think encourages readers with certain obsessive tendencies.

“This is what I mean. There are four kids who each have a musical talent, a strange guardian, a screenname, a weapon specialty, and unique hobbies. There are twelve trolls who each have Zodiac signs as well as the other traits. There are four ‘agents’ with their own specific traits that recur, and then you have the Felt, who each have a power and a color and … everything is regimented, compartmentalized. Characters are unique, but you can array them on a spreadsheet. The act of ‘prototyping,’ a plot-important action in the story, has its own specific rules that can be codified and numbered. There are processes. On a structural level, there’s a certain fascinating mathematic to it. And to a certain kind of fan, that is appealing on a level that is independent of the comic’s quality.

“Of course, the thing about having these divisions is that you can A) draw divisions (Favorites, and also separately ones you can identify with) and B) cycle through an infinite number of possible romantic permutations … if you’re into that sort of thing, which some fans certainly are.

“Manga and anime might not be like Homestuck in its method of storytelling, but they frequently utilize this sort of calculation. This is why Fruits Basket had its array of calendar animals, and why Death Note had its specific list of rules that drove the machinations of its dual (and dueling) protagonists. Tetsuya Nomura reached the exact same audiences with ‘Organization XIII’ in the Kingdom Hearts series.”

—an essay titled “Homestuck for Dummies” (Wayback page), by Michael Peterson, quoted via this

Another selling point for this type of modularity is that it invites the audience to come up with their own variants. Fans even have names for formula-made self-insertion characters: trollsonas, ponysonas, gemsonas. And even as the formula becomes familiar and ordinary, it still somehow emphasizes the uniqueness and specialness of each individual. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic invites its audience to have their own special-sounding names and colors and symbols. Steven Universe invites its audience to have their own gem names and colors and body types and weapons.

Notably, both those shows focus on female characters. There’s a longstanding tendency in our culture to treat girls’ and women’s fantasies as sillier and less interesting than those of boys and men—self-insert fantasies especially. And it seems like female fantasies tend to revolve more around personal identity and beauty than around actions (whether this tendency is innate or cultural, I will refrain from speculating). So fan-facilitating character modularity is especially welcoming to the female part of the audience. (It’s worth noting that while Homestuck is far from true gender parity, it makes a point of having a 1:1 male:female ratio in most character groups, in keeping with the formula.)

Short story: “Dear Owner of This 1972 Ford Crew Cab Pickup”

“Dear Owner of This 1972 Ford Crew Cab Pickup,” by Desirina Boskovich

Appeared in Nightmare Magazine, 2014; also here on Dread Central

2525 words

The author points out in this interview that the protagonist isn’t wholly sympathetic, and that the antagonist deserves more sympathy than she gives him. She quotes a trite but perhaps absolutely true saying: “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” And yet how difficult I found it, reading this story, to see anything beyond the protagonist’s suffering and the antagonist’s callousness—how difficult not to want the story to end the way it did, in horror and catharsis and oblivion. Fiction can make us feel invincible, but it can also remind us how weak and corruptible we really are.

I think the story could be comfortably placed in crime rather than horror, but the good thing about calling it horror is that the reader doesn’t know what kind of horror to expect.

Short story: “Starter House”

“Starter House,” by Jason Palmer

Appeared in the Drabblecast, episode 362, June 14th, 2015

Maybe 4,000 words?—not sure

A slight story, because the family and their complacence and their cruelty are all so repellent. But fun, because their ending feels so well deserved.

On pornography as art/pornography as material for art

“I think pornography is a very rich medium, and I’ve studied it closely and learned quite a lot as a writer from it. Porn charges and narrows the reader’s attention in a swift, no-nonsense way, and it creates an anxious, intimate, and secretive atmosphere that I find very helpful as a way to erase the context around my characters and foreground their feelings, their psychological depths, their tastes. But I’m also always interested in subverting and counteracting porn’s effect, and the sex in my books is never merely hot. It challenges the objectification that is porn’s stock-in-trade by removing the central conceit that people having sex are in a state of supreme relaxation and self-confidence, wherein their worries and individuality are muted and beside the point. It uses hotness as a kind of decoy.”

—Dennis Cooper (x)