A SENTENCE BY JAMES TIPTREE JR
May 21, 2011
“Oh, beautiful you became, my jewel of redness!” Alice, born in 1915, should have been born in 1980, I’m thinking.
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Anvil in a Lace Bootie
A blog for readers who have no time to read
CARTOON FRIDAY 103
May 20, 2011
HOW IMMENSE WAS HIS EGO?
May 19, 2011
DON’T ASK A LOON FOR DIRECTIONS
May 18, 2011
ON CHOOSING A FORT
May 17, 2011
OBSESSED WOODCARVER
May 16, 2011
Once upon a time there was a woodcarver who went by the name of Strangler Pete. His real name was Deborah LaMaze. Anyway, to get to the thing about him, he was positively obsessed with Babe Ruth. Every piece he carved had the face of Babe Ruth. Carved elephant? Face of Babe Ruth. Carved elk? […]
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LIMB RICK*
May 15, 2011
A SENTENCE BY MERVYN PEAKE
May 14, 2011
High-shouldered to a degree little short of malformation, slender and adroit of limb and frame, his eyes close-set and the colour of dried blood, he is climbing the spiral staircase of the soul of Gormenghast, bound for some pinnacle of the itching fancy – some wild, invulnerable eyrie best known to himself, where he can […]
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CARTOON FRIDAY 102
May 13, 2011
A SELECTION OF LITERARY NEAR MISSES
May 12, 2011
