Category Archives: Fiction

Week 109: Toni Morrison

“Sunk in the grass of an empty lot on a spring Saturday, I split the stems of milkweed and thought about ants and peach pits and death and where the world went when I closed my eyes.”
― Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eyeunnamed s.t.

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Week 108: Roald Dahl

“The witching hour, somebody had once whispered to her, was a special moment in the middle of the night when every child and every grown-up was in a deep deep sleep, and all the dark things came out from hiding and had the world all to themselves.”   -Roald Dahl, The BFG





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Week 107: Moby Dick

“I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I’ll go to it laughing.” – Moby Dick, Herman Melville

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