October 2011
6 posts
My life is ghastly, he told the grass. - from Suttree
September 2011
10 posts
The disaster is that the end has already happened, and we have survived it, no one know when or what it was , there was no event - over time, the world ended, and yet here we are with no world. - from The Narrator by Micheal Cisco
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August 2011
14 posts
“Beauty makes me feel petulant. I prefer the grotesque. It’s more joyous.”
– Willem de Kooning
“Down there, the air is hot and still, water is scarce despite the cloying damp, and rumblings can be heard from farther below. I know the Lizard lives at the bottom of this great, deep hole. Our great monster is a big as it needs to be. Some have told of resting an arm upon the cracked dome of its wizened skull, while others have danced along its teeth and dodged between legs the size of...
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The sun, descending, burned the world a raw-flesh red. - from The Half Made World by Felix Gilman
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July 2011
7 posts
I wish I could say I loved all the colors equally. In fact, I have a special affinity for green and yellow (no doubt because I do not eat enough vegetables), and a surpassing admiration for the color black (I have been told that black is not a color, but I refuse to believe it). - from The Rainbow Stories by William T. Vollmann
June 2011
14 posts
“I had shared my loneliness, of how difficult it was to find love if one had not brought it with them while fleeing the disintegration of the world.” - from The Situation by Jeff Vandermeer
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