Panflick is an online novel in the manner of Tom Jones. It deals with the limits of marriage, limits of family, limits of religion and limits of life. Its hero is Adam Panflick (1936 -). Irony, iconoclasm, a Terry Southern edge and a Kubrick sensibility suggest its general drift. . . .
Rowena has a mother: “This is my life, Mom. Not a Jane Austen novel. Not—” “Listen to me, Miss Independence. He’s a nice young man, but men expect things. Even nice ones, sometimes. He’s going to think that you’re inviting him to do . . . married people things.” Rowena tried to interrupt, but when she opened her mouth nothing came . . .
The experience of smell is the closest thing we have to intimate human contact without actually having it. A woman’s perfume. a whiff of cigarette smoke, a little bit of diesel fume, and some spearmint gum might come close to someone’s first kiss, for example. Of course, it’s impossible to create a first kiss without the human element, but for . . .
This is the story of Karen Kanast, a single, thirty-something owner of The Dusty Rose Cafe. The entries you have read are the on-going chronicles of her life. . . .
Chris is spending the summer with his “cool uncle” in Tarrant due to his parents’ marital difficulties. A timeless, modern-day coming-of-age story, with humor. . . .
Cul de Sac Blues is a continuing series about life in a suburban cul-de-sac. Follow the ups and downs of day-to-day life and meet the various characters who inhabit this peculiar piece of the suburban landscape. . . .
The comings and goings in a rapidly gentrifying tenement building in lower Manhattan. . . .
Tom Evans gets dumped by the love of his life. To help him forget about her, he and his friends form a pact that leads to adventures in both drama and humor. . . .
A snake crawls out of a bathroom drain, and a woman kills it with her hair dryer . . . That’s all it takes to set townspeople, media, crooked environmentalists, a country music singer, the federal government and a bunch of dogsledders to getting at each other’s throats. Of course, nothing’s quite normal in Spearfish Lake! . . .
Steven is a psychiatric nurse close to burnout. He senses that the boundaries between his own mind, the mental health unit where he works, and society itself, are becoming dangerously blurred. Glamorous nursing assistant Kate and mystery man Llewelyn are the only two people who can help him, but . . . . . . .
I first started reading this story a while ago and even starting it again, I think the voice is a zinger. I don’t know the order Wes wrote his stories in but this one is far superior in pacing, style and voice to his other work that I’ve reviewed, Rocinante. It disappoints me that this same style didn’t carry over [more . . .]
The Smell Collector is an odd bit of fiction.
Its central character, Jim Bronson, is fascinating in all his socially awkward, idiosyncratic glory. As the title would suggest, he collects smells. He’s fascinated with his olfactory sense and seems to devote the majority of his time working out the mysteries in [more . . .]