I think that people who put up videos of their ferrets on youtube and snort and chortle over their antics might be in a sad, tragic place.
“of all the fruits known to man, we both agreed that lemons smelled the best” - Paul Auster, Moon Palace
bookmarked
I’ve been reading voraciously lately, and was thoroughly impressed by this collection of three short stories by Wright Morris. I hadn’t heard of him before, but he’s published by Black Sparrow Press, which is usually an indication of quality (they published Charles Bukowski and had a habit of championing ‘literary outsiders’)
The stories are full of fresh, clean American prose; with a touch of the fantastical - the oddity of UFOs and the thought of our puniness in relation to the cosmos feature in the first story, while the last two are primarily concerned with an orphaned boy and his old man uncle.
It’s a great read and reminded me of John Steinbeck’s Grapes of Wrath.
