We Are the Eighth Day, © Melanie Weidner
There’s no such thing as free will and that’s bad, or so says / Stephen Cave in The Atlantic.
J. D. Daniels writes beautiful letters to no one. They aren't for everyone.
We went on with four performers instead of 10. It was invigorating.
If old age is another country, three novelists are exploring not just the peaks and valleys but also the rough places in between.