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"My phone beeps. Twice in quick succession. When I see both voicemails are from Daisy I decide to ignore them. The days when communication from my sister required an immediate response are long gone. Or rather long, long, long, gone, gone, gone, as Daisy once might have put it. Occasionally, there was poetry in her illness, although she would never see it that way." — Apr 09, 2018 03:03AM
"My phone beeps. Twice in quick succession. When I see both voicemails are from Daisy I decide to ignore them. The days when communication from my sister required an immediate response are long gone. Or rather long, long, long, gone, gone, gone, as Daisy once might have put it. Occasionally, there was poetry in her illness, although she would never see it that way." — Apr 09, 2018 03:03AM
would never have been written if I hadn’t become pregnant. Mind you, I had always planned to lose my virginity on the works outing to Weston-super-Mare, just not to that particular man. Arthur Clifton was born in Still House Lane, just like
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“Ibrignon Peace and Love, the archway read. Its rusted, pitted surface glistened in the rain, the letters bleak and false to Avery’s eyes. A road led into the little cemetery, but evidently the cabbie dared not take it.”
― The Atomic Sea: Volume One
― The Atomic Sea: Volume One
“Bernd doesn’t know what to say. He doesn’t know anyone over there, on the other side of the barbed wire. We’re sitting in a Kneipe in Kreuzberg drinking beers. It’s a bohemian place, the sort of bar that attracts artists, students and political agitators. Old copies of the weeks’ newspapers litter the tables and benches.”
― Oranges for Christmas
― Oranges for Christmas
“Are you sure she isn’t?” “Oh believe me, I’ve asked.” “Well,” said Paul, looking at the time on his phone, “I make that three hours and seven minutes, so if you could just sign my note…”
― A Man With One of Those Faces
― A Man With One of Those Faces
“Well.” The bird seemed to think about this for a moment. “You don’t know how to heal a broken wing, do you?” He flapped his bad wing. He’d looked just sort of gray-brown at first, but up close she could see brilliant red and yellow streaks along his wings, with a milk-white belly and a dark, slightly barbed beak.”
― All the Birds in the Sky
― All the Birds in the Sky
Peter Griffin’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Peter Griffin’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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Art, Biography, Business, Children's, Christian, Classics, Comics, Cookbooks, Ebooks, Fantasy, Fiction, Graphic novels, Historical fiction, History, Horror, Memoir, Music, Mystery, Poetry, Psychology, Romance, Science, Science fiction, Self help, Sports, Thriller, Travel, Young-adult, and Nonfiction
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