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David Abrams
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Novelist (“Fobbit” & “Brave Deeds”), husband (42 years), human father (3x over), Cat Daddy (3x over). Avid reader. Founder and curator of #SundaySentence. Author of Van-ishing America on Substack: https://davidabrams.substack.com/
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#SundaySentence is from Gravity by Rickie Lee Jones, on The Magazine:

I try to imagine another
planet, another sun

Where I don't look like me

And everything I do
matters

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Rickie Lee Jones - Juke Box Fury
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Struggling with creativity and focus, I come back to Natalie Goldberg’s foundation for my #SundaySentence :
“If you are not afraid of the voices inside you, you will not fear the critics outside you.” #Booksky ✍🏼📚
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#SundaySentence from About Uncle by Rebecca Gisler, Jordan Stump (Translator)
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“And if it’s around October twentieth and everything smoky-smelling and the sky orange and ash gray at twilight, it seems Halloween will never come in a fall of broomsticks and a soft flap of bedsheets around corners.”

A #SundaySentence by Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes
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“The continuous cycle of pronominal expansion and contraction is the heart of writing for me, it is the time of writing, the filling and emptying of the chambers of the art.”

—— Ben Lerner, Cardiography
#SundaySentence
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#sundaysentence

"I kissed your birthmarks
little islands on your skin;
new, discovered lands."

- Caroline Kaufman, Light Filters In
Here's a #SundaySentence (or two) from These Truths
by Jill Lepore
“Knowing that heat and sparks and hammers and anvils are not enough, they would have to forge an anchor in the glowing fire of their ideals. And to steer that ship through wind and wave, they would need to learn an ancient and nearly forgotten art: how to navigate by the stars.”

Jill Lepore
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“Whenever he walked up the creaking mast of stairs to their seagull’s nest apartment, he was surprised anew by Ulla’s elfin beauty, by the pine floors, by the white Ikea couch, by the Western lightness and comfort that was, apparently, his.
—Kiran Desai #SundaySentence
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Despite the weight of her mountainous hairdos, she didn't feel her head wobbling on her shoulders.

Hilary Mantel, Royal Bodies
Writing about the Windsors from the London Review of Books

found in their wonderful bookshop this week ❤️📚 #SundaySentence
It's a good one! It was my first, but far from my last, Sarton.
So go ahead, pray to whichever god
Makes you the most happy
Me? I'll take that chevron of geese
Just now, over your left shoulder
Crossing in front of the moon.

#SundaySentence from "We All Have Our Gods" by Charles Finn

#todayspoem

What was YOUR favorite sentence of the week? Share with us!
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“Their marriage had ceased to be conjugal; his body did not conjugate hers; there was no grammar between them.”

~Namwali Serpell, ‘The Old Drift’

#SundaySentence
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Not from a book but a song:

Your flag decal won't get you into heaven anymore.
- John Prine

#sundaysentence
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“If there were ‘new women’, really, in 1907, then you could hardly find a better example than Mary Mallon, a single, childless, domestic laborer pinned to the floor of a careening Health Department ambulance.”

Another #SundaySentence from Anthony Bourdain’s “Typhoid Mary”
I am accomplishing quite a lot in my own nice quiet noisy way.
~May Sarton, "As We Are Now"
#SundaySentence

(I don't say this frequently or lightly, but THIS IS A PERFECT BOOK. It can be read in one sitting but I stretched my time with it over a week, savoring it like a piece of candy in my mouth.)
September's installment of The Month in Photos is very Eureka Springs-centric. Pics include the Jeep parade, the Run Unicorn Run, and Hillbilly Jim taking a bath. Oh, and #cats, of course.

See the photos at Van-ishing America: davidabrams.substack.com/p/the-month-...
"Unlike its French namesake, Paris, Texas, should probably be called the City of Darkness."

New post up at Van-ishing America: davidabrams.substack.com/p/one-night-...

This was a hard one to write, and a hard one to read, but once I learned the facts about Paris' history, I couldn't look away.
And that’s an absolutely marvelous cover! Thanks for sharing.
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From a substack post dated 03OCT2025 written by Mathilda Ferguson, entitled "The Silent Dialogue: How Literature Cultivates the Landscape of the Heart" this hopeful #SundaySentence:

"The cultivation of a single reader's heart, when multiplied, tills the earth for a more compassionate society."
I’ve been hearing so many good things about this novel—another resident of my ever-growing TBR pile now, thanks to readers like you!
Speaking of hope....
"I think it's the only form of hope we have. For our survival, I mean. What good is any other virtue without love?"

HEART THE LOVER
by Lily King
#SundaySentence
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Barbara frowned, looking up at the ceiling, where there was nothing to see save a row of fluorescent lights, of the type that made everyone look like they'd just been released from hospital while still profoundly ill. - Elizabeth George, A Slowly Dying Cause (Lynley series) #SundaySentence #Booksky
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We were alone with the quiet day, and his little heart, dispossessed, had stopped.

Henry James, The Turn of the Screw
#sundaysentence #booksky
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Back to Graham Greene again for my #sundaysentence this week: "Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose, or paint can manage to escape the madness, the melancholia, the panic fear which is inherent in the human situation."