Short Fiction of T.F. Powys and V.S. Pritchett
“Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to its vomit”, Samuel Beckett (1976: 19)
“Indeed most of life escapes, now I come to think of it: the texture of the ordinary day”, Virginia Woolf (qtd. in Sim 2010: 1)
“Poe’s defect was that he was not interested in the ordinary”, H. E. Bates (1972: 33)
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