Empty Space

M. John Harrison, 2012

(December 2013)

  

More proof, if proof were needed, that M. John Harrison is a phenomenal writer. Further proof also that the breadth and scope of his imagination completely outstrips my ability to say anything intelligent or even coherent about it.

Nova Swing

M. John Harrison, 2006

(July 2013)

  

       Three women and one man were picked up two miles from the Café Surf, in the back lot of another bar, where they were apparently trying to have sex with one another. There was some sense they didn’t know how to progress with this but were willing to learn.

Light

M. John Harrison, 2002

(December, 2012)

I have no idea how to start talking about this. While I was reading it, my wife and I had a conversation. What happened was this: