Word: clocks
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Kolbe, 45, had a special reason for feeling angry. She was born dyslexic, and even today she has difficulty in telling left from right, or in reading the time on a clock. "Almost every day of my life," she says, "I will do something that puts me at right angles to the world." She insists this is not a handicap but a help. "My disability is one of the greatest advantages I have," she says. "It helped me become a student of the thinking process before I was even in kindergarten. It now helps me understand the way other people...
...reading it is like screening other people's dreams--at once intriguing and familiar. For Sylvia Plath's need to write in her notebook when she is "at wits' end, in a cul-de- sac. Never when I am happy" is not unique to depressed poets. Lord Byron notes, "Clock strikes--going out to make love. Somewhat perilous, but not disagreeable." Boswell reports, "I awaked at noon, with a severe head-ach. I was much vexed that I should have been guilty of such a riot . . ." These and scores of similar entries defy decades and space. They might have been...
...ectoplasmic emanations in these first stories badly need a touch of the humdrum, some ballast of reality not perceived as nightmare or dream. In The Woman Who Came at Six O'Clock (1950), Garcia Márquez adopts an entirely new voice. Chiefly through dialogue, he turns what has been the daily routine between a prostitute and the owner of the restaurant she frequents into a collision of moral and life-and-death choices. If this stark story suggests the influence of Hemingway, the next one announces the sway of William Faulkner. Nabo: The Black Man Who Made...
...sketch shows a prosperous Londoner in a fur-trimmed robe, surrounded by his family and his possessions-silver dishes in the cupboard, and a shelf or two of those rare luxuries, books. Mounted on the wall, dangling above More's head like a sword, hangs a clock...
...thing is, Cousy says, "I shoot better now than I did 30 years ago," which he has occasion to know, for last week he started shooting again. "Of course, if I have to run five feet to get my own rebound, my touch deteriorates accordingly." At 7 o'clock in the morning, he lets himself into the Assumption College gymnasium about a quarter mile from his home in Worcester, Mass. Why Cousy has returned to the court at 56 he finds embarrassing to say, confessing to having made "a conscious decision never to play in oldtimers' games...