By Jim Oaten
Dodging down back-alleys in bomb-torn Beirut. Wheeling earlier God and site visitors in Mombassa, Kenya. Slipping round the edges of Alzheime's affliction, the Gulf conflict, and the eternity of CNN.
Set someplace among right here and the heat-death of the universe, Jim Oaten's debut assortment serves up random samples of literal and literary fact scooped up at most sensible pace. no matter if peeking out from the backseat of mother and Dad's motor vehicle or surveying the dirty wings of psychological wards, Accelerated Paces hurdles that uneasy terrain among inventive truth and sincere fiction. those brief tales and items forget about borders as they jaunt thorough exterior journeys and inner voyages.
This is either inventive non-fiction and artistic fiction, which follows the belief of crossing obstacles and blurring borders. This assortment is an particular demonstration of ways the 2 genres interaction, of the way a non-fiction occasion can encourage a fictional piece, and, curiously adequate, the opposite as well.
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