“We were like gods at the dawning of the world, & our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.” ― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles Last week, my attempts…
Posts tagged as “Sarah's Fiction Fridays”
“I have heard all of the stories about girls like me, and I am unafraid to make more of them.” ― Carmen Maria Machado, Her Body and Other Parties I’ve been on a short story…
“How many times in life can we make decisions that are important but will not hurt anyone? Are we obligated- maybe we are- to say yes to any choice when no one will be hurt?…
Ma. You once told me that memory is a choice. But if you were god, you’d know it’s a flood. Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous This is a book I had to sit…
No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills,…
Sarah’s Fiction Fridays: Friday Black
Sarah Wheeler“I had become a devotee to a religion of my own creation. Its most integral ritual was maintaining a precise calm especially when angry, when hurt, when terrified.” Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah, Friday Black I wish…