Either Martin Mull or Frank Zappa or Elvis Costello once said writing about music is as pointless as dancing about architecture. Which doesn’t account for how I’ve danced to all these books.
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Great, Wondrous
[Fiction] The lifelong impact of brief friendships. A woman meets three friends in college who have special gifts: Charles voice is controlled mortification. You fainted, he says. One of the girls holds my hand. You totally did, she agrees. Where are the birds? I say. They disappeared when you fainted, the other Earring Girl says. […]
Posted inUncategorized
Great, Wondrous
[Fiction] The lifelong impact of brief friendships. A woman meets three friends in college who have special gifts: Charles voice is controlled mortification. You fainted, he says. One of the girls holds my hand. You totally did, she agrees. Where are the birds? I say. They disappeared when you fainted, the other Earring Girl says. […]
