Wednesday, July 26, 2006

there is no honey in the devil's larder

Recently I read Jim Crace's collection of short, short stories, 'The Devil's Larder'. The cover is sensuos, a pair of red lips pouting, overflowing with blueish black berries, a smudge of purply red on the chin, is it the juice of the berries or blood, a stray berry falling from the mouth.

The stories are quirky, philosophical, dark, funny, sweetly sombre, unpredictable as short stories should be. They all revolve around food, and the characters who live in them are as different and strange as the varieties of food available in our world. Utterly, utterly delicious.

One blog I love reading for a collection of similarly enticing stories is http://indeterminacy.blogspot.com/.

The stories take off from a photo, and it's interesting to see how different people weave their tales around one photo.

3 comments:

Indeterminacy said...

I throw you a quirky, philosophical, funny and hopefully sweet kiss, for comparing my stories to Jim Crace's. It was a complete surprise and it made my day. Thank you very much.

Twisted Humor Inc. said...

Re: "We, the People" @ writers against terrorism:

Batul, this is not an outrage against (popular) terrorism..
(my anger is reserved for better issues and worse people)
it is ridicule...
targeting people like me who have better potential than to sit and doodle love poems... even at the age of 32.. :)

thanks for the comment on "On Singing" on my blog..

The Rendezvous said...

deli.ci.ous

Much of that makes a happy time..