In Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s One Hundred Years of Solitude, insomnia is a contagious disease. It spreads throughout the town of Macondo like a curse, and people affected start to lose their memory. Before the memory loss begins, however, there’s a period of feverish productivity. Carpenters, leaders, and workers–they all prosper. Everyone looks upon this condition…
Seorae Island was in fact a mixture of auroras and personas. It swished, sighed, glimmered, and beckoned. Different voices resided at its shores than its land ones. I walked along the narrow beach, orange light wetting the sands, and stooped over the water glistening at my ankles. I felt like a queen of the island,…
There was a passage in The Last of the Mohicans that stayed with me in how profound and solemn and almost transcendent it was. The young Mohican Uncas, upon observing the Munro sisters shed tears of joy after a harrowing escape, is moved by this display of emotion he has never seen before. He is…