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I don't do lunch. Corrupt artifact of late capitalism.

Bleeding Edge (Thomas Pynchon)

#bleeding edge #Thomas Pynchon #lunch #capitalism

My girlfriend Jennifer rushed in to tell me--I was studying--that she'd talked to them, meaning him of course, the one we looked away from all the time, the one staring at us from his driveway, always standing there, a driveway to him like a beach, only you stood there. Staring.

"To Document" (Dagoberto Gilb)

#to document #dagoberto gilb #driveway #staring #short story #first lines

On soft sand by the sea's edge a little boy walked leaving no footprints.

"Darkness Box" (Ursula Le Guin)

#darkness box #ursula le guin #footprints #sea #short story #first lines

We were two somber boys hunched in our coats, grim winter settling in.

"Midnight in Dostoevsky" (Don DeLillo)

#midnight in dostoevsky #don delillo #winter #coats #short story #first lines

The pale boy with unfortunate Prince Valiant bangs and cublike mannerisms hulked to the mudroom closet and requisitioned Dad's white coat.

"Tenth of December" (George Saunders)

#tenth of december #george saunders #prince valiant #short story #first lines

The dystopianist destroyed the world again that morning, before making any phone calls or checking his mail, before even breakfast.

"The Dystopianist, Thinking of His Rival, is Interrupted by a Knock on the Door" (Jonathan Lethem)

#jonathan lethem #dystopianist #dystopia #destroy #short story #first lines

On Etheria the snow is warm and there are violet moons and each inhabitant is cradled in the velvet webbing of the others' minds.

"Light" (Stephen Wright)

#light #stephen wright #minds #velvet #short story #first lines

It's Halloween and she's found her way up into this old hotel over Geary, Tenderloin's cannibal fringe down one side and the gray shells of big stores off the other...

"Skinner's Room" (William Gibson)

#skinner's room #william gibson #tenderloin #san francisco #halloween #short story #first lines

The tree grows heavy with owls.

Indian Killer (Sherman Alexie)

#sherman alexie #indian killer #endings #tree #owls

Yes, Dad, she says, studying her daughter with a worried look in her eyes, the weird world rolls on.

Man in the Dark (Paul Auster)

#paul auster #man in the dark #world #eyes #endings

They will feel the turn in the wind. They will put on smoked goggles for the glory of what is coming to part the sky. They fly toward grace.

Against the Day (Thomas Pynchon)

#thomas pynchon #against the day #endings #sky #goggles #grace

But I still hear them walking in the trees; not speaking. Waiting here, away from the terrifying weaponry, out of the halls of vapor and light, beyond holland and into the hills, I have come to

Dhalgren (Samuel R. Delany)

#samuel delany #Dhalgren #endings #speaking #waiting

In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.

The Road (Cormac McCarthy)

#cormac mccarthy #the road #endings #mystery

He made a face and took a slow step backward. On November 12 the world ended by fire.

Lowboy (John Wray)

#john wray #lowboy #endings #fire

She moved with a kind of challenge, as though flaunting her hips to the masculine gender and letting them know she was the kind of woman they had to fight for.

David Goodis

#The moon in the gutter #David goodis

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.

Vladimir Nabokov

#vladimir nabokov #lolita

He fell for an eighteen year old girl with one of those deepdown, spooky loves that made him so sad and happy he shot her just to keep the feeling going.

Toni Morrison

#toni morrison #jazz

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