June 16 – 20, 2025
- The semicolon is in decline
- Keith Woodhouse considers the future of climate fiction
- Aaron Rosenberg revisits The Inheritors
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“It had been a touch of incredible fortune to find David one spring night at a dive on Houston Street.”
“White everywhere. Mist so thick it obliterates colors and edges. Up on the quarterdeck, our captain looks like an artist’s afterthought.”
“She was always referred to as The Creature by the townspeople, the dressmaker for whom she did buttonholing, the sacristan, who used to search for her in the pews on the dark winter evenings before locking up, and even the little girl Sally, for whom she wrote out the words of a famine song.”