A very well drawn, perfectly paced novel. I am reminded of Gidé's "Fruits of the Earth". (I am sure Drucker meant to refer to this.) Characters and event are believable, though I am still not sure why this is a criterion of quality for me, even when it comes to more outrageous or 'modernist' writ...
I saw him in the laboratory, but there were no more walls, no doors, no locked spaces.He is standing by his illuminated computer in a drenched and streaming torrent of thick green, a sinister vegetable green. The plants rustle and gleam all around him, fresh, succulent and suggestive. There is an...
Rising above the surrounding babble of security announcements in different languages and the distant honking taxis, the English accent, harassed and irritated, yet full of expectant self-assertion, gave her an immense rush of reassurance. Someone English, close at hand. She pinpointed the voice. ...
Work in the office remained slow, as they waited for the promised reports that never came. Gaëlle spent her time poking through the dossiers and then scouring the Internet. They filed all the dead cases. The Judge read an entire manuscript on faith healing with an eye to mendacious claims. No wor...
A Birth and a Marriage are joyously reported. Well, our story has reached the freezing days of January 1879. The Sibyl, shrouded in grief, will see no one. Johnny Cross has poured his pain all over Max, the handsome German archaeologist whom he does not expect he will ever see again. Edith, paddl...