Cait Recommends
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They Shoot Horses, Don’t They? – Horace McCoy
For a moment, I saw Gloria again, sitting on that bench on the pier. Continue reading
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The Driver’s Seat – Muriel Spark
She pushes the swing door and goes with it, not looking back. Continue reading
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Here Be Leviathans – Chris Flynn
A reminder that we are only passing through and that everything is part of something larger. Continue reading
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How To Behave in a Crowd – Camille Bordas
“Car trips make great artists?” I asked, making sure I understood what my sister had said. “Car trips back,” Simone specified. Continue reading
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Hit Parade of Tears – Izumi Suzuki
“She’d come to the wrong world, and she knew it.” Continue reading
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Intermezzo – Sally Rooney
“To return to the house once more, and not find it dark and empty, but airy and bright again with open windows.” Continue reading
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Wake in Fright – Kenneth Cook
“I can see quite clearly the ingenuity whereby a man may be made mean or great by exactly the same circumstances.” Continue reading
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The Vigilante – John Steinbeck
“Here was a thing he would want to remember later so he could tell about it, but the dull tiredness seemed to cut the sharpness off the picture.” Continue reading
