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May 26, 2025 at 12:51 PM
This week's Substack post: Cormac McCarthy chooses his words carefully and Bob Dylan lights out for the flats. It's le temps mort, where little happens but much is revealed. #cormacmccarthy #theorchardkeeper #southerngothic #southernfiction #southernlit #bobdylan #jacquesbecker #carsongs
‘A ballet of gnats’
On the road with Cormac McCarthy, plus three songs for your next getaway
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May 20, 2025 at 2:06 PM
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For Christ's sake, he gasped. Jesus Christ, just turn me loose.
Sylder put his face to the man's and in a low voice said, You better call on somebody closer than that.
July 29, 2025 at 8:09 PM
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The one in the back was making small sobbing noises. No one spoke for a few minutes and then the little one said, Where's this go?
Goes to the gettin pla ...
Town, June broke in. Goes to town. Shorter this way.
July 28, 2025 at 7:40 PM
July 16, 2025 at 1:54 PM
Long monologues rise and fall, they speak
of great deeds and men and noble eras gone.
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July 31, 2025 at 11:41 AM
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A man gets older…he finds they's lots of things he can do jest as well without…Seems like an old man'd be allowed his rest but then he comes to find they's things you have to do on account of nobody else wants to attend to em.
July 30, 2025 at 7:09 PM
The old man rocked, dwarflike in his ponderous chair. He seemed to be weighing some dark problem posed in
the yellowed pages before him.
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July 30, 2025 at 1:31 PM
Over the worn runner on the flagged hall floor his steps were soundless and he moved with a slender grace
of carriage, delicate and feline.
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July 31, 2025 at 11:40 AM
When them as waller's in sin thinks they's
gettin by with iy, she said, that's when
He strikes em in His holy wrath. He jest bides His time.
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July 29, 2025 at 12:02 PM
Then he raised his face to the curious Sympathetic eyes watching him with a
bland serenity that not even the bloody vision of himself could ruffle.
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July 29, 2025 at 12:02 PM
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November 12, 2024 at 12:22 AM
It was still there, what of it had weathered the seasons and years. Hr went on along the road, an old man pedaling the scorched dust.
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July 29, 2025 at 12:02 PM
Rocking quictly in her chair she had the appearance of one engaged in some grim and persevering endeavor which hope was the only useful implement. Not even
patence.
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July 30, 2025 at 1:31 PM
Clay cracks and splits in endless microcataclysm and the limestone lies about the eroded land like schools
of sunning dolphin, gray channeled backs humped at the
infernal sky.
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July 28, 2025 at 8:39 PM
Increase Tipton, patriarch of a clan whose
affuence extended to a dozen jerrybuilt shacks strewn
about the valley in unlikely places, squatting over their
gulied purlieus like great brooding animals rigid with
constipation
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July 28, 2025 at 8:40 PM
Sundays the Knoxville beer taverns were closed, their glass fronts dimmed and muted in sabbatical quietude,
and Sylder turned to the mountain to join what crowds marshaled there beyond the dominion of laws either civil or spiritual.
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July 28, 2025 at 8:40 PM
A loosed box of kittens came tottering aimlessly over the floor, rocking on their stub legs and mewling. Their eyes were closed and festered with mucus as if they
might have been struck simultaneously with some biblical blight.
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July 30, 2025 at 1:32 PM
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Mildred Rattner pinched from loaf to loaf across the bread rack. When them as wallers in sin thinks they's gettin by with it, she said, that's when He strikes em in His holy wrath. He jest bides His time.
July 29, 2025 at 9:48 AM
The old man drank and then leaned back against the sledge. The glade hummed softly. A woodhen called from the timber on the mountain and to that sound of
all summer days of seclusion and peace the old man slept.
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July 31, 2025 at 11:40 AM
The snow had stopped. Scout was standing in snow to his belly, gazing
out at the fantastic landscape with his bleary eyes. Across the yard, briliant against the façade of pines
beyond, a cardinal shot like a drop of blood.
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July 30, 2025 at 1:31 PM
Finished #TheOrchardKeeper
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They are gone now. Fled, banished in death or exile, lost, undone…No avatar, no scion, no vestige of that people remains. On the lips of the strange race that now dwells there their names are myth, legend, dust.
July 31, 2025 at 9:14 AM
Down the small panes of glass behind the old man's chair the sun lowered. casting his head in silhouette and
illumining his white hair with a prophetic translucence. A llittle later he rose and went to the table and lit the lamp.
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July 30, 2025 at 1:31 PM