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Fishing for Tales

I’ve neglected the page like a chore, even a virus, when instead I should be scrawling text in torrents. I’m here, in New York City, a place of a million faces, a billion stories. They race like silver fish under a glassy sea. I can’t help but

The Gunslinger

It was one of those cheap paperback reprints with the flimsy bindings, pulp for the bestseller mill. Still, I figured I better sample Steven King’s Dark Tower series, the horror-writer’s own foray into epic fantasy. King himself attributes Tolkien and the trilogy that kicked it all off as

New Tunes

Explosions in the Sky – All of a Sudden I Miss Everyone The Texas crew stays true to their roots but broadens their instrumental horizons, incorporating piano, mandolin and even some electronic ambience. Almost an inverse of their previous work, Birth and Death of the Day starts with a grumbling guitar

Waxwing Slain

When you think of Russian novelists, what immediately springs to mind is a dour, serious-minded, bearded intellectual, writing about moral law in a frigid land of extremes. Vladimir Nabokov doesn’t really fit that bill, for one (beardless), and two, he’s an American immigrant, fleeing the Russian revolution and

The Move (Photographed)

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