Still trying to get over this horrible cough/cold. My lungs feel more compromised than a Victorian maiden caught skinny dipping with the stable boy. So I've been sleeping and reading, since nothing else is happening. Reading inevitably turns to my "comfort reads."
Giovanni Guareschi remains – to my mind – the best writer of short short fiction (Not flash. His stories run about 1 to 2 k words, I’d guess) who ever worked. This is probably a personal quirk of mine, predicated on having read him w
Published on November 02, 2008 19:32