Yōko Ogawa and The Memory Police
This is not a critique or even a review. It’s more a riff, I suppose. A bit of musing about a book
This is not a critique or even a review. It’s more a riff, I suppose. A bit of musing about a book
It’s interesting to see the narrative evolve in this story, Chasing Painted Horses.
To-morrow is a short story of a little over 10,000 words that is hardly “savage” (as one comment of it that I came across describes it).
This novel, Angel, by Elizabeth Taylor, is a peculiar one in that it is so wonderfully awful to read.
I just finished Feed by M.T. Anderson and enjoyed it immensely. It’s about consumption.
All I could recall of Alfred Bester’s The Stars My Destination was the name Gully Foyle.