The Books of Sebastian Selaš     In the evenings I would sit in the pale waning light, and think of books or photographs that had made impressions on me throughout my life. A word would appear in my thoughts and I would smile as it unfolded into lists of names and things to do while I was waiting for god to pass by. My name was Sebastian Selaš and I lived for many reasons; once an avid admirer of Tolstoy. As an interested listener I picked up much and argued little about life, except when Gretel my long and … Continue reading Snap-shot Stories – The Books of Sebastian Selaš