English As She Is Spoke
by Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse Blog Halfway through the nineteenth century, a little book appeared in Paris under the title of O Novo Guia da Conversação em Portuguez […]
Norway: Washing The City From Me
by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Blog We had landed, and it was night. A fine mist was shrouding the land, and all I could see was empty […]
Carlo Gesualdo – Renaissance Composer + More
by Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse Blog The Late Renaissance composer enjoyed a rebirth of interest in the early twentieth century, some three hundred years after his death, with […]
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 […]
The Fate of Saint-Exupéry and his Little Prince
by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Blog Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s Le Petit Prince was published on the 6th of April 1943. Whatever happened during the past 80 years […]
My Grandfather Arrived to the USA 100 Years Ago Today
by Carl Kruse Exactly 100 years ago today my grandfather arrived to Ellis Island, New York, having left 12 days earlier from Hamburg on a ship called “THURINGIA.” He was […]
A Quick Trip to Cahors
by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Blog My mamie is a tiny woman. No one knows why she’s so very small, but some have suggested that her mother […]
One Year After
by Asia Leonardi for the Carl Kruse Blog I had to kill myself to be born again. Cabo da Roca, the western point of Europe. On 20th September 2021, I […]
Brett Morgen’s “Moonage Daydream”
by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Blog It is that the world is saturated, without respite nor release. It is that the doors, while open where they once […]
A Good Night
by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Blog Stupidly, He and I had rejected the idea of bringing a tent with us on the basis of weight. Our bags […]
Lisbon Diaries From an Erasmus Girl
by Asia Leonardi for the Carl Kruse Blog Day one wasn’t the best. It must have been the tiredness of the plane, or perhaps the immediate awareness of being in […]