The Short Story: Arriving in Perth
Getting out of that cushioned chair was like easing out of five hours of inertia; the old fellow next door had begun rising up from a dream, seven-eighths submerged, with…
Hobbies Reviewed #3 – Snorkeling
I can’t stand them. The living ones I mean. Fish. I can’t stand being in the same room as a fish, and the ocean is one big fish hotel room.…
Monuments and Memory
I will never take a selfie at any place that has the words “Murdered Jews” in its name, at least not in such close succession. As to the fact that…