Autumnal, Not a Summer’s, Eve

There’s a famous tale–if you’re a fan of fantasy or Tertullian, perhaps you’ve heard of it–concerning Eve and a feeling of being dirty. I refer not to the famous douching scene so histrionically dramatized by Bette Davis (with a notable assist from Anne Baxter) in All About Eve. What?  You don’t remember that scene?  Time… Continue reading Autumnal, Not a Summer’s, Eve