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Fiction. Told in monologues, speeches, soliloquies, sermons, letters, cards, and lists, FUN CAMP is a freewheelin summer camp novel smashed to bits. Spend a week with the young inhabitants of a camp bent on molding campers into fun and interesting people via pranks, food fights, greased watermelon relays. Along the way, youll meet Dave and Holly, totalitarian head counselors who may be getting too old for this shit, Bernadette, a Luddite chaplain with some kids to convert, Billy, a first-timer tasting freedom, and Tad, a shaggy dude with a Jesus complex. Prank hard, joke loud, break a bone or two: Half a forest got burned down for you to live it up. FUN CAMP was a semi-finalist for the Lake Forest/&Now 20112012 Madeleine P. Plonsker Emerging Writers Residency Prize.

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Gabe Durham

Fun Camp

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

Thank you to the editors of these fine journals for publishing parts of this book: The2ndHand, A cappella Zoo, American Short Fiction, Big Lucks, Corium, Dark Sky Magazine, decomP, Dogzplot, Everyday Genius, FriGG, Gargoyle, Heavy Feather Review, Hobart, The Lifted Brow, Monkeybicycle, Nano Fiction, NO Journal, notnostrums, PANK, Pear Noir! Puerto del Sol, Route 9, Saltgrass, Western Humanities Review, and Wigleaf.

Many thanks to Chris Bachelder, Jensen Beach, Sarah Boyer, Jack Christian, Adam Cogbill, Christy Crutchfield, Todd Dills, Sasha Fletcher, Brian Foley, Peter Gizzi, Rachel B. Glaser, Lauren Foss Goodman, James Hoag, Noy Holland, Abigail Holstein, Ben Kopel, Jason Larson, Kelin Loe, Brent Lowry, Brian Mihok, Hilary Plum, Adam Robinson, Matt Suss, J.A. Tyler, Mike Young, and all who loom large in my memories of Teen Camp, Kings Kamp, and Camp Wamava.

FUN CAMP

FOR ELIZABETH

MONDAY

NO MOMS FOR MILES

Best to think of the rules as opportunities. No coffee. No energy drinks. No unprescribed speed. No sharing prescribed speed. No unprescribed cola. No bowls, bongs, spliffs, one-hitters, some-hitters, kooks, ludes, spanks, syringes, or nards. No paraphernalia except in skits. No peanut butter within thirty feet of the following campers: Piper, Caden, Braden, Persephone, Big John, Little Jack, Tall Eddie, and all three Britneys. No flasks. No flask pockets. No trench coats. No unregistered firearms. No colors that have been gang colors. No gangs. No unprovoked limping. No weakness. No allergies. No glasses. No thinking of pulling the Prank of the Century and then not doing it. No heat strokes during afternoon rec hour. No exemptions from afternoon rec hour. No boys in girls cabins. Leave room for the Spirit on the slow dance. Dance with everybody, especially the kitchen staff, especially poor, poor Puddy. In the event of confusing arousal, play some basketball. If that doesnt help, Nurse Nadines muscle relaxants taste like Jolly Ranchers. If someone mocks you, laugh with them. During small groups, open up. During one-on-ones, be real. During quiet times, emote. No not singing. No unfun thoughts. No holding back. Half a forest got burned down for you to live it up.

SUMMER AFTER SUMMER OF LOVE

Im even a little surprised at how good it is to see you. Its silly how we didnt keep in touch all year like we said we would. And a lot of the blame falls in my court, considering you sent me that sweet letter in August and then those less sweet letters September through November. Notes I deserved, sure, but the issue being that while I was still obsessing over my reply to that first letter, trying to put to words exactly what I wanted to say, I got that second letter, which really froze me up. I had to shred the obsolete one and start all over. It mightve been wise to exchange phone numbers and emails, but wed bonded so much over Luddite anti-tech stuff, it felt so romantic to just. . And when your third note arrived right as I was finishing my second, which was getting really long and indulgent anyway, I had to just throw the whole thing out. After that, the school year got a hold of me, the upright bass, soccer season, and I looked up and it was June. But on the van ride over here, I started wondering if Id see you, and I had all these positive thoughts about you and about the talks we had and about that last night of camp we shared and the rashes we were so sure wed get since we couldnt see a damn thing so deep in the woods, and about those sweet young promises we made to each other. Now here we are, smiling, all that stuff behind us, slates clean, fresh air, ready to laugh over new jokes. Youve got to tell me whats been going on with you, but hey, first, I want you to meet my girlfriend.

THANK YOU BROTHER DAVE FOR THE KIND INTRODUCTION

Now heed. There was once a young man whose convictions led him to vegetarianism. At every feast he attended, even in the presence of potent men, he eschewed meat. What Im getting at is: Are you daring to boldly go? Are you being spoon-fed, physically, in the spiritual sense? If you dont have anything you would die for, where then emotionally do you make your bed? Was it not the One Who Was who said, You give them something to eat? That abstinent young mans name, by the way, was Hitler, but maybe we all could take a page and hit the Devil with it. Whats your kampf? I mean that as a metaphor for struggle. Youre all at stake here, and I dont mean Sizzler, Billy I see Billy getting hungry over here; dont worry Billy not much longer. If you taste the voice of the Lord on your heart in this day or could just use someone to smack your lips at, wont you come forward as we stand. And as we sing.

YOU GOT TO GIVE TO GET

Across the deck outside the mess hall is a clothesline for pinning warm fuzzies, little notes to make co-campers chests flutter with camaraderie. For example, a camper might write to me, Dear Dave, Fun Camp is so great. Im having the best time. Thank you for putting in so much work to make this a rewarding experience. To which Id reply, Dear Madeline, Quit sucking up to the staff and write a note to someone your own age. I dont need your validation, and neither does Fun Camp. It was here before you were born and will remain long after were both dead. And now, look, we know each other better! All necessary paper, markers, glitter, and the whole bit await your creative destruction in the craft hut. Dont be that mopey kid going, Still no warm fuzzies, and then when I ask how many youve given, you say, Well Likewise, standing by the clothesline shouting refresh inbox! wastes lungs and connotes desperation. Remember, you campers with less personality, it really is a numbers game if you write enough notes, youre gonna get a reply. Even telemarketers make a sale now and then.

ICE-BREAKER

Youre riding an elevator with a vacantly beautiful woman who pulls a wad of cash from her purse and says to you, Im going to use this to purchase a goat, which I will sacrifice to Satan. Then she gets off the elevator and leaves the purse behind. Do you call out to her and return the purse? Do you remove the goat money and then return the purse? Do you keep the purse and the money, then run up her credit cards to be sure and disable her powers as a conduit of darkness? If so, would you only spend the money on donations to worthy charities or might you take a small portion of the money and buy a sandwich? And if that sandwich is a goat sandwich, are you really any better than the Satanist?

THE UNFUN AMONG US

I know you all like hanging with the cool kids, and why not? Cool is cool. But the cool are autonomous. All they need is a pat on the back and a keep doing what youre doing. Make no mistake, counselors the losers are our projects here, and we dont have much time. What makes this mentorship such a good deed is that the losers arent going to like getting molded any more than youre gonna like molding. Unfun campers will absent themselves from contact with the staff any way they can think to: daydreams, fantasies, self-seclusion, negativism, loner-loitering, convulsive seizures, chronic sleepiness, and non-participation in activities such as skits, archery, rec hour, and Pranks of the Century. In our experience, persistent avoidance sends the message, By absenting myself from fun, I will provoke you to retaliate. Your stern retribution will prove that you counselors are not as fun as you profess to be. Hence, you cannot help me. Bullhonkey. What the child really fears are his own boring impulses. And they will be broken.

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Dear Mom,

I miss you. And Dad. And our house. And Johannes. Please show him pictures of me while feeding him treats. Please keep Deirdre out of my room and punish her if you catch her in there. Im having some fun already but I dont know how Ill make it a whole week. A girl stole my hat but I got it back.

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