Author Archives: Robert Pritchard
Daniel the Restaurant
By T.S. Eliot (A translation from the French) The waiter deliberates about nothing: However chattersome, the dogs may not pinch his epaulets: “In my country I fear pluvial times, Of the wind, of the big sun, and of the rain; They name the day of the lesser wars.” (Bravo, cows of the … Continue reading
Michael Dukakis 124C41+
Wet blond hair fell over pale shoulder blades illuminated only by the glow of the receding city lights like microelectronic circuitry. “I don’t see how 50 metric tons of benzethydrine can just vanish into thin air,” Zoë said, toweling her hair with plush Egyptian cotton. Michael Dukakis sat up in the temperfoam bed, … Continue reading
Miss Marple, Psychic Detective
Miss Marple, psychic detective, looked over the scene in silence. A body was splayed across the red velvet blanket of a four-poster bed. “The murder victim was found wearing a tutu and tricornered hat,” she said. “Some people might find that strange, but in fact that was what Mr. … Continue reading
Notes Toward a Dissertation on Books that End in Mid-sentence
What can we learn from books that end in mid-sentence? Perhaps that periods, question marks, and exclamation marks ought to get down off their high horse. By books that end in mid-sentence we mean of course only those that deliberately end thus, excluding those abrupt endings due to authorial demise like “The Last Tycoon” or historical … Continue reading
Sales Pitch
I used to be like you. Scraping by from paycheck to paycheck. Harrassed by debt-collectors.