I finally read a Kate Christensen novel.  Tim once suggested reading her and I turned up my nose.  "Isn't she an alcoholi...

There's nothing like catching a cold in June to make you feel silly about yourself, but I did and I do, and I've basically been rec...

Last night, Annie Leibovitz's book, Pilgrimage , fell off the shelf in our living room.  Samantha was asleep, Tim and ...

How To Find A Poem Wake with a dream-filled head. Stumble out into the morning, barely aware of how the sun is laying down strips of silver...

We were at another lake this weekend, this time for the same reason every literary person goes on holiday: a basketball tournament.  That...