They shot glances at each other constantly, eyes shining like scorching forks of mute lightning, while their lips dashed against each other with the force of thunderbolts and with such hungry, ravenous passion they reeled in stupor, gasping for breath, a wonder that their hearts didn’t burst. The ground caved beneath their feet, they fell into a fiery precipice and, looking about, blinded with ardour, suddenly tore from the spot and dashed off again, not knowing whither they would go or how, so long as it was further away, even into the deepest night, into the densest snarl of shadows….
Władysław Reymont, “The Peasants”, 1909
Published by Robert K Stephen (CSW)
Robert K Stephen writes about food ,drink, travel, film, and lifestyle issues. He also has published serialized novels "Life at Megacorp", "Virus # 26, "Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog" and "The Penniless Pensioner"
Robert was the first associate member of the Wine Writers’ Circle of Canada. He also holds a Mindfulness Certification from the University of Leiden and the University of Toronto.
Be it Spanish cured meat, dried fruit, BBQ, or recycled bamboo place mats, Robert endeavours to escape the mundane, which is why he has established this publication. His motto is, "Have Story, Will Write."
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