The story I chose for this week was The Sphinx, a very short story as I was away from home for most of the week. Take a moment and read it here.
Okay, now that you've read it, do you agree that it was completely strange and anti-climatic? The narrator is in a fragile state of mind as all of his friends and family are dying in a cholera outbreak while he is safely out-of-town at a friend's house. One day, he thinks he sees a terrible monster out the window and later he tells his friend about it and sees it a second time. Was it really a monster? An omen of his own death? Not exactly.
I don't really know what to say about this one. It was just bizarre. Next week let's go with a familiar favorite, The Cask of Amontillado.
Gaining a little perspective,