This blog has been / is still-kind-of, on a six-month (nay, year-long) hiatus while I adjust to the demands of having a real actual full-time job for the first time in about 100 years. But I just finished The Liar’s Club, Mary Karr’s memoir about her terrible Texas childhood, and wanted to make note of … Continue reading Mary Karr: When Poets Write Prose
I’m working on a piece that takes place in the inner-city, and going back over Random Family, which I read almost a year ago. The book is chock-full of incredible reporting, and clean simple prose that make the breaking heart of the story burst clear-through. Too many scenes and snippets (and even profoundly good exposition) to recount, but I wanted to … Continue reading Random Family: On showing, telling, and showing up…
I watched 88 episodes of Gilmore Girls in just the past two months, and read less than twelve books in all of 2015. I am confessing here because I think the shame of putting these two facts, side-by-side, out into the world might actually finally jolt me into amending for them. Eighty-eight episodes of Gilmore Girls, less than … Continue reading Big Books of Science Narrative: my reading list for 2016
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