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When You Grow Into Yourself
Ross Raisin
‘A few drivers had slowed to look up at the side of the coach as it circled the roundabout.’
Submersion
Ross Raisin
‘It is obvious now that we can have no control over our journey, or its end.’
Domp-Domp
Ben Ratliff
‘There’s Bo Diddley. Big hips, pointy shoes, glasses. A gap between his teeth, and a bow tie, in 1965.’
A Discourse on the Elephant
Richard Rayner
‘This is not the story of my life, at least not the story of all of it, but it is the story of my father.’
Suddenly
Victoria Redel
‘A month after turning forty-five, every last egg in her body is a Rockette doing the can-can.’
Letter of Apology
Maria Reva
‘One can only argue with an intellectual like Konstantyn Illych if one speaks to him on his level.’
Zoraida
Tanya Rey
‘Desire was a slapping, bone-chilling wind the likes of which did not exist this close to the equator.’
Memoirs of an Anti-Semite
Gregor von Rezzori
‘For our kind it was impossible to fall in love with a Jewish girl. It meant being unfaithful to our flag.’
At The Villa Cockroft
Dan Rhodes
‘In Bosnia, it seemed, a deal was a deal and the Bosnian was ready to pay his rent.’
Look at Me, I’m Beautiful!
Ben Rice
‘When I came back from Gwen's I had expected to find him in the throes of his midlife koisis—you know—trimming an anal fin in the bath, or nursing a slime coat at the very least.’
