There is an Award For The Worst Intro Paragraph to a Novel
by Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse BlogEvery year, writers from around the world submit their entries to the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest; the prize is a pittance, but the winner […]
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Matthew Hopkins: Witches, 1644
by Fraser Hibbitt “Glorious night to meet the lips, to do penance” spoke the cloaked figure of an elderly woman to three more veiled forms who uttered brief means of […]
Thoughts on Plague Literature
by Fraser Hibbitt In Albert Camus’ The Plague (1947), the narrator comments that ‘there have been as many plagues as wars in history; yet always plagues and wars take people […]
The Case for Dreams
by Fraser Hibbitt During his imprisonment, Socrates supposedly composed some lyrics, something he had never bothered himself with before. Puzzled by this behavior, his friend Cebes asked him on the […]
Homage to Samuel Beckett
by Fraser Hibbitt There is a myth from Ancient Greece – containing a well-known proverb that reverberated in Greek thought. It involves the creature Silenus, the teacher of the wine […]
On Walking or Psychogeography
by Fraser Hibbitt I started walking because there was nothing else to do. Walking, I had found, was one way to disperse those sobering complaints of everyday tasks, leaving blind, […]