No Poem Is the Only Poem. No Story Is the Only Story. No Kings.
Fergus Falls News, August, 1909 J Montgomery hospitalized for insanity… young man’s situation is pitiable as he has been a cripple for a long time. A few days ago he became violent and mustering all his strength, endeavored to kill his mother and sister with an ax.
If character is destiny, there might be little hope for Frankie. Repression only goes so far.
n the near future, technology allows the creation of primes, fully interactive holograms designed to resemble once-living people.
Throughout this novel, massive in its eloquence, time is bent like a Slinky toy.
when I can sit quietly with my son, a struggle that grows harder as he grows up, so that the memory I choose to unfold is not the wolf, or the river, or the geysers, but instead the hour I spent reading to him beside the washing machines in Bozeman
Now that is Mr. Gilvarry. That’s what writers are supposed to do, transport you, and entertain.