Proust, as a writer, rambled. In his six-volume opus, he took pages and pages to describe a room or an outdoor scene. He got his timelines mixed up, and often had someone talking to his main character in book four that had died in book two. He was clearly an insufferable snob. But, he is [...]
Chapter Seventeen - in Cambodia
The end of June and I have already been in Hong Kong six months. A 29-year-old Indonesian maid contracted Japanese encephalitis from a mosquito bite while working for a Chinese family in the new territories. The disease is so rare that it makes the front page. After testing the family she worked for, the [...]
Elegy for my Grandmother - Ruby McKinney
RUBY BEATRICE (SPENCER) COLEY-McKINNEY
(1913 - 2006)
My grandmother, aged 93, died this morning. While at this age, death cannot be said to be unexpected, it is still always a shock to the system of the living. It reminds us of our own mortality and the heaviness of our lineage. My path through life was certainly paved [...]
