Novelists Are Observers of Darkness
An observation about the luminous world
3 min readMay 6, 2021
“…he stretched out his arms toward the water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward- and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was…
