http://www.miettecast.com Lay yourself down to sleep with the soothing soporific of Miette's purr as she reads you the world's greatest short stories and delivers them podcasterly. Tue, 31 Jan 2012 19:49:48 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 2005-2010 miette@miettecast.com (Miette) miette@miettecast.com (Miette) 1440 http://www.miettecast.com/wp-content/themes/cutline-miettehack/images/mbsp-small.jpg http://www.miettecast.com 144 144 Lay yourself down to sleep with the soothing soporific of Miette's purr as she reads you the world's greatest works of short fiction, in a style all her own and in a way only she can. World classics, known and unknown literary masterp[...] Lay yourself down to sleep with the soothing soporific of Miette's purr as she reads you the world's greatest works of short fiction, in a style all her own and in a way only she can. World classics, known and unknown literary masterpieces, and modern experimental titles are all represented in what's quickly becoming the most comprehensive (and most saucy) short fiction anthology. Sweet dreams. literature, short, stories, fiction, reading, books Miette Miette miette@miettecast.com no no http://www.miettecast.com/2005/03/24/the-story-of-an-hour/ http://www.miettecast.com/2005/03/24/the-story-of-an-hour/#comments Thu, 24 Mar 2005 08:49:28 +0000 miette http://www.miettecast.com/?p=17 It was only a matter of time before we get here, deep unsettling irony, psychosexual abandonment, romantic antipathy and just a soupcon of background traffic. A passing bus, a ghetto lowrider, a few dollups of plaster falling from the ceiling, and if you listen very intently, introspection. Nice and short, this, so much so that I’m tempted to carry on writing this podCASTpost while you listen, so that your eyes might finish reading while your ears are done listening, so that I can spoil the ending here without regret. But I wouldn’t do that. Not to you.

]]> http://www.miettecast.com/2005/03/24/the-story-of-an-hour/feed/ 1 0:07:24 It was only a matter of time before we get here, deep unsettling irony, psychosexual abandonment, romantic antipathy and just a soupcon of background traffic. A passing bus, a ghetto lowrider, a few dollups of plaster falling from the ceiling, and [...] It was only a matter of time before we get here, deep unsettling irony, psychosexual abandonment, romantic antipathy and just a soupcon of background traffic. A passing bus, a ghetto lowrider, a few dollups of plaster falling from the ceiling, and if you listen very intently, introspection. Miette no no