It isn't TV's fault that I haven't finished reading another book in time to review. That honor goes to the work I'm trying to do in promoting my own books and writing pieces like this. However, 2018 has so far been another cornucopia of narrative riches, and before the summer season kicks off, I thought it might help to revisit some of those. They will all be on On Demand or Netflix soon, I'm sure, so here goes. Read more about Must-See-TV
Here’s the thing: this season spends some time chronicling the first intimations of change in what was, at the beginning, a world we recognize as our own. Suddenly there are more intrusive questions asked, women need a husband’s signature for birth control pills, identification as LGBTQ becomes, not illegal but … problematic. Read more about The Handmaid’s Tale - A Primer
Stuff I’m watching and reading, because I know you all want to know.
Winter Olympics: Because I like to watch people doing stuff in snow. Rooting for the Nigerian bobsled team, the Mongolians, and whoever wins one of those Iron Person extravaganzas.
Every once in a while, when reading, I come across a sentence that almost takes my breath away with its simple, descriptive words that open my eyes to a world. Read more about A Few Favorite Sentences
What was it like to be an American colonist in the 17th and 18th centuries, living under the rule of Great Britain? Read more about Colonial America
I once read that dreaming of houses means that you are searching for the right one, for your proper place in the world, for, like Goldilocks, the place that's "just right." Read more about House Hunting
gets written. That’s what I’m supposed to be doing today. Not a whole novel, but editing one I’ve already finished. My third. It’s almost ready for its close-up. There are just a very few more lines to double-check. I’ll have it done before close of business tomorrow. Read more about How a Novel
One of the stories I sometimes tell involves a date, one date, I went on back in 1968, He was a black photographer with NBC news that I had met at an Operation Breadbasket meeting. I was in my early 20’s, and dumb as they come. We were chatting politely over dinner about this and that, when he said something about how white folks were always making themselves out to be the descendants of some kind of European royalty. Read more about White Trash