Oct 12, 2008 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
To Xan’s dark-adapting eye the faceless waiter now looked implausibly young: he seemed about to recommend a glass of milk. ‘I’ll have what you have,’ she said. All the more reason, then, to order an ocean of blue ruin. And now you could read......
Sep 19, 2008 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
Post addressed to Jonathan Fitch came through my letter-box, and that was who I was. I had a National Insurance number and an account at Lloyds; I had a shoe size and a blood type and a bunch of keys. I was twenty-eight years old and not too bad looking; in the past,...
Sep 12, 2008 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
Clint said, ‘The big news climatewise, they’re saying, is the Ice Age. Which is coming up. After uh, ten thousand years of decent weather, much out the igloo, boys, and hunker down for ninety millennia of frostbite.’ ‘…Then maybe global...
Sep 8, 2008 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
When I turned on the lights the place came out of the darkness like an animal caught in the headlamps of a car. All the plants whose names I’d forgotten reproached me silently; the Russian vine looked moribund. ‘Sorry,’ I said. I filled a jug and...
Aug 18, 2008 | Lies, Short Stories, Truth & Lies |
Conversations with Goethe The English, Goethe said in parting, are the shining brown varnish on the sad chiffonier of civilization. Lieutenant Whitby blushed most noticeably. And now you could read... The People Of The Abyss Forty Stories Forty Stories Proust and the...
Aug 12, 2008 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
‘Mother,’ that’s a civil-service category, Mothers work for Them! They’re the policemen of the soul… And now you could read... Alias Grace I Sing The Body Electric The Sound and the Fury Speak, Memory The Pale King...