I gazed up at the sky. I was in a tiny boat, on a vast ocean. No wind, no waves, just me floating there. Adrift on the open sea..
..A tiny boat cut loose from the fiction of the ship.

“April ended and May came along, but May was even worse than April. In the deepe…”

“yet never once in his life had he experienced the unshakable certainty that he …”

“حين كنت في الخامسة عشرة كان كل ما أردته الانطلاق إلى عالم آخر، عالم لا يصل إليه…”

“Good style happens in one of two ways: the writer either has an inborn talent o…”