Sep 11, 2021 | Fiction, Short Stories |
High above the city, on a tall column, stood the statue of the Happy Prince. He was gilded all over with thin leaves of fine gold, for eyes he had two bright sapphires, and a large red ruby glowed on his sword-hilt. He was very much admired indeed. “He is as beautiful...
Mar 2, 2019 | Non-Fiction, Travel |
Travel is a vanishing act, a solitary trip down a pinched line of geography to oblivion. What’s become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip? But a travel book is the opposite, the loner bouncing back bigger than life to tell the story of his experiment with space....
Dec 8, 2018 | Fiction, Short Stories |
Dear Collector: We hate you. Sex loses all its power and magic when it becomes explicit, mechanical, overdone, when it becomes a mechanistic obsession. It becomes a bore. You have taught us more than anyone I know how wrong it is not to mix it with emotion, hunger,...
