Posts Tagged ‘Fuscia’

In which The Gay Recluse confronts the reality of the past through the eyes of the present. We recently found out that one of our nephews was having “trouble” at college. One day he woke up and realized that he couldn’t get out of bed. So he stayed there for a week, until someone called […]

In which The Gay Recluse remains hidden in the summer garden. “[I]n the end we could choose only between the bleak and the bleaker – that was the extent of our freedom.” –Peter Nadas, A Book of Memories