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Modernist Times Symposium – November 2014, UWS
On November 20 & 21st 2014, I attended the Modernist Times Symposium at University of Western Sydney.
The event was the best literary symposium I’ve attended – and was also the outstanding highlight of my academic career to date, as the keynote speaker was… 2,512 more words
I may have lost contact with reality for a second or two— oh, nothing of the I-just-blacked-out sort that your common criminal enacts; on the contrary, I want to stress the fact that I was responsible for every shed drop of his bubbleblood; but a kind of momentary shift occurred as if I were in the connubial bedroom, and Charlotte were sick in bed. 61 more words
“He looked her over more closely than he had done before. He had read somewhere (we might recall the precise title if we tried, not Tiltil, that’s in Blue Beard …) that a man can recognize a Lesbian, young and alone (because a tailored old pair can fool no one), by a combination of three characteristics: slightly trembling hands, a cold-in-the-head voice, and that skidding-in-panic of the eyes if you happen to scan with obvious appraisal such charms as the occasion might force her to show (lovely shoulders, for instance).”