favorite line: “the incalculable amount of tenderness contained in the world; of the fate of this tenderness, which is either crushed or wasted, or transformed into madness; of neglected children humming to themselves in unswept corners; of beautiful weeds that cannot hide from the farmer” I mean… this is just gorgeous
Ah, writers tend to pick that up like a dentist sees gingivitis!!! I guess I just was so wrapped up in the story I made the corrections automatically. I’m thrilled everyone seems to have enjoyed it. I was blown away by the details and actually feeling like I was there - amazing!
Yes, I'm afraid it comes with the territory. :) It is really a great story -- whenever I think of the most talented fiction writer who ever lived, Nabokov is my pick, no question. And to think English was his second language...!
favorite line: “the incalculable amount of tenderness contained in the world; of the fate of this tenderness, which is either crushed or wasted, or transformed into madness; of neglected children humming to themselves in unswept corners; of beautiful weeds that cannot hide from the farmer” I mean… this is just gorgeous
This is the kind of read I have been missing on here lately!
Excellent! 10!
This is so sad and disturbing. The phone calls echo that.
Great writing is timeless. It was almost like watching a movie!
What a find -- Nabokov is always worth reading, and this is no exception. Though I must say, TNY needs proofreaders!
I'm guessing they OCRed this and didn't go for a proofing pass.
My favorite line:
The ugly truth...
The end almost reminds me of Raymond Carver's "The Bath," where the baker makes that nasty phone call.
Ah, writers tend to pick that up like a dentist sees gingivitis!!! I guess I just was so wrapped up in the story I made the corrections automatically. I’m thrilled everyone seems to have enjoyed it. I was blown away by the details and actually feeling like I was there - amazing!
Yes, I'm afraid it comes with the territory. :) It is really a great story -- whenever I think of the most talented fiction writer who ever lived, Nabokov is my pick, no question. And to think English was his second language...!
This just sent me down a delightful rabbit hole of papers written on this little story. Thank you for posting!
Hey, so glad you enjoyed your rabbit hole adventure! This was my first time reading this. I loved it.
I third the Gratitude.
Heartbreaking
The ending 😨 It's open, but also not.
Think about it. ;)
Wow... I never heard of that. It sounds so intense 😳