Letters of Life

And Twist of Fate

This post is written on deadline as my connection only lasts 20 minutes (minus mail-checking, etc).

Read this first. Thanks.

Dear Wolff,

I am so glad you reacquainted yourself with the erstwhile Beagle.  It’s not my fault, it was serendipity, you said.

Sleight of Hand is a trove of beautiful stories.

The thing is, short stories are such hard-won and ephemeral things of beauty (I have to attribute this to another American writer Jeffrey Eugenides who described stories as such), and the one called “The Vanishing”, well. . .  I closed the book and sighed for its sheer elegance and sadness and beauty. (I lack a thesaurus just now.)

Gotta fly.

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