Yes, that’s very nice, I know that you’re conjuring up some wonderful theoretical thingamajig, but Samantha, would you fuck me now, please?
Phoenix Baker, Mittens: A story about two women falling in love and doing really weird things to each other [Amazon]
Fucking things could barely kill a dog, but the scientists had acted like Spetsnaz strapping them on their thighs. Three hard men ready for the mission, yes? No. And here Yuri thought this would be over before supper.
Patrick Todoroff, A Prayer to Saint Strelok: a tale from the Exclusion Zone [Amazon]
My publisher told me that when I wasn’t there, Hilal played an imaginary violin, as if she were practicing. I know that chess players do the same, playing entire games in their head, without the need of a board. “Yes, she’s playing silent music for invisible beings. Perhaps they need it.”
Paulo Coelho, Aleph [Amazon, Bookshop, Publisher, Local Library]
“It’s Chung Fu,” Juliana said. “Inner Truth. I know without using the chart, too. And I know what it means.” Raising his head, Hawthorne scrutinized her. He had now an almost savage expression. “It means, does it, that my book is true?” “Yes,” she said. With anger he said, “Germany and Japan lost the war.” “Yes.”
Philip K Dick, The Man in the High Castle [Amazon, Bookshop, Publisher, Local Library]