Tracy Williams

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Here’s my third favourite introduction: The Marquis de Sade, Philosophy in the Boudoir, 1795.

Incidentally, the book was written circa the same period in history as this timepiece: 1795…

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Here’s my two favourite first Chapters in literature:

Short story for March 2018: just published on Patreon in text or audio: audio, 26 mins

Beware This, Lovely Town

I would rather be anywhere than this godforsaken town. I am walking toward Costa for a badly needed fix. It is too early to be alive. Just before I reach the doorway a voice shouts out.
‘Look at that! Look! Nurses walking past! What the hell is wrong with this world!’
He screamed other expletives too, which I shall not print here. Sometimes it is better not to narrate the explicit truth. The accent in this town is often hard, his was harder. He is a Pit Bull terrier with a skinhead on a lead. The one on the lead is shrieking, or so it seems to me. Morning people rush by, they are off to work, the lucky ones who still have work to do. I wish I were big enough to kick his head in. He is terrorizing all of us but I am simultaneously intrigued to know at what he points. If it’s dangerous the dog could probably be unleashed… So let curiosity kill my inner cat… after all, I’m not really living anymore… I have become one with the walking dead of this terrifying town.

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