….). Like all of his previous works, it contained many fine descriptions of Highveld storms, and the gnarled, shining white corpses of lightning-struck trees. His books were not as popular as they had once been. There was something a bit funny about his latest one, especially. It was too obviously nostalgic for the early eighties, too wistful for a time when the …
…e flower beds, and we lay on the floor in the living room and talked and talked. Not about anything important. Conspicuously not about what I was going to do next. We talked about people we knew. We talked a lot about why they irritated us. We told each other how great we were ten or fifteen times a day. We agreed that toast was the most pleasing food to have a…