The Next Review

Very excited to have my story C O U P L E in the latest edition of The Next Review. If you want to have a read you can pick up a copy in Foyles or from the website here.
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Clarice Lispector

Discovered these beautiful images of a young Clarice Lispector in Venice with her camera and now I can think of little else. I now intend to spend the rest of her birthday devouring her writing.

Their mysteries could only meet if one surrendered to the other: the surrender of two unknowable worlds made with the trust by which two understandings would surrender to each other.

Her body soothes itself with its own slightness compared to the vastness of the sea because it’s her body’s slightness that lets her stay warm and it’s this slightness that makes her a poor and free person, with her portion of a dog’s freedom on the sands. That body will enter the limitless cold that roars without rage in the silence of six o’clock. The woman doesn’t know it: but she’s fulfilling a courage. With the beach empty at this morning hour, she doesn’t have the example of other humans who transform the entry into the sea into a simple lighthearted game of living. She is alone. The salty sea is not alone because it’s salty and vast, and this is an achievement. Right then she knows herself even less than she knows the sea. Her courage comes from not knowing herself, but going ahead nevertheless. Not knowing yourself is inevitable, and not knowing yourself demands courage.

– Clarice Lispector

A Little Life

Hanya Yanagihara

Reading A Little Life and unnerved by the beauty and pain of Yanagihara's prose. 

‘I wanted everything turned up a little too high’