done with dispatch
“It’s Trotskyism served on artisanal bread.” Alwyn’s assertion was both brief and opaque.
Anselm Bligh, A Collection of Miniatures.
“It’s Trotskyism served on artisanal bread.” Alwyn’s assertion was both brief and opaque.
Anselm Bligh, A Collection of Miniatures.
private aye
Andrew Tertullian, Pandora’s Ponderous Puns.
“God doesn’t exist, Margie.”
“That’s because He is not interested in existing.”
Allison Terew, The Shining Shifting Things.
“If you can claim victimhood,” muttered Eric, “then you are blameless.”
Corliss Archer, Boarding the Crazy Train.
Doorways exist to let things in. And the worst doorway of all is the one created by boredom.
Enos Slaughter, Speaking Out of the Ground.
“Some actor is happy,” said Mr. Forbes. “Believe him!”
Priscilla Onkers, All About Edward.
“No, Hadley, this Linda creature is just another case of the empty box that makes noise.”
Mildred Cummings, Murder and Poetry.
Humbert’s advice was blunt and simple. “Stay asleep,” he said.
Dell Arbogast, The Null Hypothesis and Other Stories.
“Mr. Ponsonby has been thinking things over,” said Gwen, “and he has come to a conclusion.”
Stephanie Biggers, Cat Farming in Nigeria.
Mr. Delingpole now wholly embraces that notion. But he still despises Laurence Teale for championing the idea too soon.
Kiefer Sythe, The Detective Club.