On Meeting Joan Didion
First, I want to stress that I use the term “meeting” extremely loosely. My three-second encounter with Joan Didion consisted of my uttering “thank you so much” as she signed […]
First, I want to stress that I use the term “meeting” extremely loosely. My three-second encounter with Joan Didion consisted of my uttering “thank you so much” as she signed […]
Beginning In Pennsylvania, an original colony, I was born. From there, everything until Now I have reached the point where, as a writer, I have become overwhelmed by the distances […]
The Taj Mahal is everything India is not. It’s just so…beautiful. Slowly, I open my eyes. Interruptions to my sleep are frequent, usually the consequence of Grover suddenly slamming the […]
I am finally getting around to reading John Hersey’s Hiroshima. I believe in purposeful reading; I waited until this week to pull it from my shelf. (Why I waited until […]