Alone In Berlin. The thing I have for the darker parts of history.
With each passing year, I read a little more. Some days, it’s to provoke laughter. On others, it’s puzzlement. Some days, it’s to relax. On others, to mentate in places […]
With each passing year, I read a little more. Some days, it’s to provoke laughter. On others, it’s puzzlement. Some days, it’s to relax. On others, to mentate in places […]
I started this blog so that you and I could talk about books, old, new or true. When I post about a new book, the result is a handful of […]
When you get there, where have you arrived? Is it a place you dreamed of? A castle you built? The façades, carefully constructed, to advertise your success. Do you like […]
Nick Earls grew up in my home town. He studied medicine in the university I am studying in. When I was in high school, he taught me at a writers’ […]
A very very long time ago, a small girl took two writing subjects – Short Story and Scriptwriting. Why? You see, she was at a highly academic institution that had yet […]
Dear Mr Vonnegut, I understand you are partial to a letter. So I thought I would write you one. I didn’t have a chance to say good bye. Or to […]
Last Saturday, a small girl woke to something very much like a surprise Christmas day. Within 30 minutes, she was holding an advance copy of the new Dave Eggers novel. […]