On occasion, completely and utterly wonderful things land in my mailbox:

“The street lamps shed a faint light into the room. It was beginning to rain. Ruth listened to the rhythm of his breathing. She sat very still, her eyes closed. She heard the click of the door. He was thrown backward by the force of the explosion. Her hunting days were done.”

Jez Burrows’ Dictionary Stories – short stories composed entirely of example sentences from the dictionary – is so good.

Glorious.

From the most excellent Meanwhile newsletter.