The Quivering Pen

Just now I can feel that little quivering of the pen which has always foreshadowed the happy delivery of a good book. --Emile Zola

Sunday, September 15, 2019

Simply put, the best sentence(s) I’ve read this past week, presented out of context and without commentary.

It all went softly enough at first, the little man and the bronc lifting velvet purls of dust.

Inland by Tea Obreht