"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 →
Watch Your Step Kid!!! Once You Go Down That Road There Is No Turning Back
"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 →
With A Cannibal And A Complete Nutter; Isolation On A Desert Island Sounds Just Fine
"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 →