Sifting through the dirt to get to the gold
"But he is going east, the worst direction, into unhealth, soot, and stink, a smothering hole where you can't move without killing somebody. Yet the highway suckered him on, and a sign says Pottstown 2. He almost brakes. But then he thinks." Harry "Rabbit" Angstrom is getting old and it is not going gracefully. He's... Continue Reading →
"Paranoid are not paranoid because they're paranoid, but because they keep putting themselves, fucking idiots, deliberately into paranoid situations." In a post-modern world, in a town that on the surface is not unlike many others, there lives a woman named Oedipa Maas. She lives in a town that goes by the “rolls off the tongue”... Continue Reading →
"I ask you to remember, not every man that bears the mark of the castaway, is a castaway at heart." To me J.M. Coetzee's story Foe is a function of three distinct points of view that takes the reader from a manageable feeling, to a further state of evaluation, and finally to an interpretative position.... Continue Reading →
