His ears buzzed—sound was returning to him.
As I write this passage in late September, there has been an unprecedented heatwave in Montreal for the last ten days.
After ten months of writing it was done. My first novella. I read through it twice, and thought it was pretty good.
When I was in seventh grade, I was introduced to The Beatles on a rainy day.
I see how they look at each other when they think I am not watching.
She walks in ways that can be seen on runways bridging Eden to New York.
In the summer of 1990, the curators of a new exhibit at the Royal National Theatre in London discovered something odd and unexpected.