Chapter Nine of Peace Like a River — the best novel of the first quarter century of the millennia and yes, I know there are
Did not know this until just now but a few weeks ago was World Tuberculosis Day, which honors the date the TB bacterium was discovered
Silence is the real. Words lie on top. + To be alone with the Alone He drapes himself in silence Art, too, is the fruit
A report from the lab — She’ll talk sometimes, make an endless series of noises with inflections and rhythm and pauses. Or she’ll just scream
Here’s a guest post at Dreaming Beneath the Spires.
The great story is the search by the lover for the beloved. I love M. I am in love with M. [angry as well; in
In virtue of two females in the house reading it I have discovered a new (to me) genre and given it a new (to all)
In researching links for this site, I came across an obituary for Peter Falk, who died June 23, 2011. Learning that it had been the