Charlotte L. Oakeby
On "Reflections" by Charlotte L. Oakeby
by Laura Maylene Walter
When I opened Charlotte Oakeby’s short story in our submission queue, I knew at once I was in the hands of a writer with a flair for crafting a subtle, compelling entry in a fictional world. As I read on, I was mesmerized not only by the descriptions of the doll (her custard-colored hair, her eyelashes like spider legs, her perfect, porcelain lips), but by the story’s reflective voice. That voice transcends the narrator’s youth to show a maturity and a darkness coursing beneath the surface of the story. Clearly, I had stumbled upon a piece of fiction brimming with beauty and promise. Oh, and did I mention that the writer is only seventeen years old?