For years after Arturo’s death, Robert lived as a recluse, conspiring with David in the dark. David understood what it felt like to be modeled after his maker and his maker’s desires, only to become something far greater, lonelier, the romantic genius always looking over the precipice.
Tag: Magical Realism
It Doesn’t Matter if It Didn’t Really Happen
Reality becomes myth, then that myth becomes legend. That’s the spectacle of Karen Russell’s “Orange World”.
The Forest of Us
reveling in the feel of standing at the beginning of something, before it swallows me whole