This is the toughest part. Last summer I worked on an amazing book project, a memoir of a well-known public figure who struggled privately for decades with addiction and alcoholism, even as he lived publicly in the limelight of television and politics, and who...
When water turns ice does it remember one time it was water? When ice turns back into water does it remember it was ice? — Carl Sandburg I’m reading a remarkable novel right now, The Bone Clocks, by David Mitchell (same dude who wrote Cloud Atlas). In it there’s a...
Reading the novelist John Irving’s memoir The Imaginary Girlfriend, I recently came upon this passage, which seems to me to speak volumes about the business of facing the infinite possibilities of a new year or, for that matter, each new day: The wonderful and...
This time of year, with the advent of Christmas approaching, I think about infants and the state of being childlike. Put aside the specific religious associations for the moment: the celebration of nativity seems to stir something inside, something primal, mysterious,...
Every week Barnes and Noble emails out a newsletter called Review that almost always features tidbits that catch my interest. This week’s edition included a piece entitled “Words of the Year: The Best Things They Read in 2014.” The question they posed to their panel...
