Sweet Death: A Novel
Told with dazzling narrative brilliance and the haunting power of an impassioned soliloquy, an astonishing parable of a woman's obsession of sweets and delicacies is seen. A novel of heartstopping intensity, black humor and passion not easily forgotten.
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A new era begins: never again will I chew on the cap to my pen, a bad habit I
indulged with the Waterman. Resolved: to write with pen in hand, lollipop in
mouth. When I awoke this morning, the caramel I'd tucked into 36 Sweet Death.
The elegant housecoat she had worn all morning spread out in a satiny corolla
around her feet. Reflections of coral and mother- of-pearl. She was far away. I
thought: Perhaps she doesn't exist, perhaps she's just an apparition? Then she
The effervescent anticipation of leaving tomorrow morning. It's not the thought of
seeing her again that keeps me from sleeping, but rather the prospect of
spending three hours in the train doing nothing but stuff myself with sweets. State
of great ...
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