It was a fun night at A Great Good Place for Books when three funny ladies celebrated “Listen to Your Mother” an Erma Bombeck style collection of mom stories. Read more.
I’ve got some news. Huge news. “Wrestling with God“ got a starred review from Publishers Weekly this week. They reviewed my book, and they gave it one of their big, fat red stars. Read more.
It arrived on Monday. There it was right outside the front door. A small brown package. And inside — a copy of my book, “Wrestling with God: Stories of Doubt and Faith.” Read more.
I can’t make up my mind about Dale Chihuly. He’s a glassblower, which makes him a craftsman. But is he also an artist? He’s prolific and his work is popular; does that mean he’s pandering to a mass audience? Is his work fine art—or shameless kitsch? Read more.
I want to write about tulips today. I don’t want to write about sex. The trouble is, for me, writing about tulips means writing about sex: something about their juicy curves brings erotic metaphors to my particular mind. I had thought that once my mother — and father — were no longer alive and reading over my shoulder, I’d be able to write my heart out, but . . . Read more.