When darkness sifts from the air like fine soft soot and light spreads slowly out of the east then all but the most wretched of humankind rally. John, as must all authors, takes on dawn, this time in THE INFINITIES.
She was the sort of dame who: 1. could make a speedboat look like a startled flamingo. 2. you’d hock your snowshoes for. 3. you forgot three times before breakfast and remembered twice before lunch. 4. could make a guy want to write limericks about the justice system. 5. could make a walrus forget the […]
… Say … Listen, pal … Sure … I’m runnin’ this show, see? … What’s eatin’ him? … Cheer up, kid … Okay, baby … Sure … Gee, that’s swell … Say, I’m no chump … We got no chance, I tell you … Gee … Swell … Oh yeah? … Yeah … Sure … […]
Mona was at her most serene when in the company of her famous levitating red plastic boot.
IN THE LAND OF LAKES THE DOVE IS KING KING DOVE IS WISE AND KIND TRULY LIKE A CRIMSON SPLASH ON THE FLOWERS OF YOUR MIND
I shut down the engine and stepped gingerly into the street, which was awash in braided ripples of dun-colored water. I’m all about the braided ripples in T.’s Frank Lloyd Wright tome.
“We like to keep Mr. Carstairs locked in this room. It’s kind of fun.”
The giveaway clue was his hair. Yes, Georges could make gravity obey his slightest whim. His more burly whim was somewhat jealous of this situation, I can tell you.
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5 of 5 stars to The Great Train Robbery by Michael Crichton goodreads.com/review/show/55…
