Dressed in costumes to disguise their identity, people in rural communities would visit the home of newly married couples to offer their mock serenade, with horns, whistles, drums, and wild dancing.
“I have a lot more patience than when I came here. Also, one thing that’s hard to get your head around is that seeing the world from a different viewpoint is neither good nor bad; it’s only a different point of view.” This came from a man I talked to in San Luis de la Paz.
It was exactly a hundred years ago (1913-14) that Pablo Picasso came up with his ‘The Card Players,’ a masterly painting. A distilled peek into the psyche of the legendary painter and his timeless work, brought alive by one of his ‘best’ biographers, Norman Mailer — the American novelist, journalist
Shutta Crum has deep roots in this Appalachian heritage of storytelling. In this tradition, stories are passed from one generation to the next. Sometimes the stories have you on the edge of your seat with your neck hairs straight up. Other nights, you can laugh so hard your ribs hurt.
Whenever adults described me as a child they always inserted a modifier: they said I was terribly shy or horribly shy or, the most painful of all, painfully shy. But even as a shy kid I was never bored or without friends. That’s because I surrounded myself with words and pictures.
You can never be lonely, or bored, or too busy to fall in love with a book. Even if life wants to kick you in the teeth you can escape into a world where someone else is living through something worse, or something better. Books in whatever form are mankind’s greatest treasures.
I was home late at night again; I was thirteen going on thirty. The dining room fixture shone brightly down onto the table, like a beacon of sorts. I sat there with my copy books and my pens, and wrote. It was the summer before I was going to start high school.
This is the eighth, and final, segment in a series of articles in which author Steven Erikson deconstructs, paragraph by paragraph, an excerpt from his most recent novel Forge of Darkness.
This is the seventh in a series of articles in which author Steven Erikson deconstructs, paragraph by paragraph, an excerpt from his most recent novel Forge of Darkness.
Ruth Ozeki’s new novel, “A Tale for the Time Being”, is a brilliant modern time journey, told across a landscape of ocean waves, quantum physics, Buddhist monasteries, and portend crows.
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