by mylinhshattan | Aug 25, 2017 | Bookshelf, On Literature
Quain was in the habit of arguing that readers were an already extinct species. [Babylon Lottery, Ficciones] Then Bioy Casares recalled that one of the heresiarchs of Uqbar had stated that mirrors and copulation are abominable, since they both multiply the numbers of...
by mylinhshattan | Apr 11, 2015 | On Life, On Literature
Tulips have sprouted at the base of the plum trees. On my run this morning, bare branches shook and trees creaked from the north wind, but the sun was defiant and the ground mushy and littered from weeks of melted snow. Spring is for flowers, gardens, lovers, and...
