G. Hugh Bodell – OK… Then where is it?
Wow, was this a tight fit. You know when you see the spy crawling through the air-conditioning ducts in the Continue reading
Wow, was this a tight fit. You know when you see the spy crawling through the air-conditioning ducts in the Continue reading
Stavamo facendoci una nuotata. Ancora non riesco a crederci. Eravamo lì, io e la Ely, sabbia d’oro e acqua di Continue reading
“Enough! Your calling every morning before nine isn’t going to change things one bit. I’ve been out of work for eighteen months, as have Continue reading
David Barnes was born in 1971 in Reading, England and studied American Studies at Manchester University. Since 2003 he Continue reading
He wore a suit that was thick and white, like wedding cake icing. A lurid pink shirt. Momentarily his leathery Continue reading
“Stop that, Julie, you’re driving me crazy. It’s the first thing you do when you wake up and the last Continue reading
Sono nato a Bari nel 1976. Lavoro a Milano come copywriter. Sono allievo della scuola di scrittura di Raul Montanari. Continue reading
Nel castello dei signori Parlagrossa c’era un piccolo signore aguzzo e occhialuto che si intendeva di meteorologia. Solitamente saliva su Continue reading