State of Wonder: A Novel

Far outside the city the tree frogs were calling her, and the deep, rhythmic pulse of their voices set the blood flow to her heart.

The people who did know the details of what had happened, Josh Su, the friends she had at the time, one by one she found a way not to know them anymore.

consumed. If possible, the room was slightly darker than the night she had come in from and a small, single candle on every table stood in place of the stars.

lurid

Naïveté may be the bedrock of reproduction, the lynchpin for the survival of the species.

The question is whether or not you choose to disturb the world around you, or if you choose to let it go on as if you had never arrived. That is how one respects indigenous people. If you pay any attention at all you’ll realize that you could never convert them to your way of life anyway. They are an intractable race. Any progress you advance to th

actuarial tables.