Cait and Dek Reviews
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Pigeon – Patrick Süskind
This eye, a small, circular disc, brown with a black centre, was dreadful to behold. Continue reading
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Kappa – Ryunosuke Akutagawa
“Me? I’m an Übermensch”, Tok declared proudly. (Well, a direct translation would be more like Überkappa). Continue reading
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The Mist – Stephen King
Dreams, after all, are insubstantial things, like mist itself. Continue reading
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Of Dogs and Walls – Yuko Tsushima
When it’s nothing, really. When it really doesn’t mean a thing. Continue reading
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Today a woman went mad in the supermarket – Hilma Wolitzer.
“That’s that,” I said, never believing it for a moment. 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
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Too Loud a Solitude – Bohumil Hrabal
“Most of all I enjoy central-heating control rooms, where men with higher education, chained to their jobs like dogs to their kennels, write the history of their times.” Continue reading
