John William’s Stoner is one of the best novels that you’ve never read, probably never even heard of. It tracks the career of a farmboy…
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In 2018, I became a fan of Johnny Marr. It only took thirty years. Three decades after dubbing my buddy’s Queen Is Dead cassette, after…
Dug into a new little book recently, Your Music And People: Creative and Considerate Fame, by Derek Sivers. You may or may not know his…
Let me introduce you to my new friend: Steven Pressfield’s The War of Art. Short book. Easy Read. Steven Pressfield is a screen-writer and novelist,…
Pursuing another self-imposed deadline, I plowed through Virginia Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway. (Keeping up with a book club often calls for such bouts of efficiency.) Thus,…
Say what you will about his white-suited schtick, Tom Wolfe wore it well. As he’s elaborated many times, the whites were his in-plain-sight camouflage —…
“I’m sorry to tell you this, honey, but this book is me at my worst.” “Oh, I know it is, dear. I know.” As a…
There are holes in my education I tell you. Gaping holes. Black holes. Vortexes of ignorance that need to be carefully skirted lest the gilded…
I left them working, the car looking disgraced and empty with the engine open and the parts spread on the work bench, and went in…
Mythology is like salt. A pinch or two, it can bring out a whole new dimension in an otherwise bland dish. It can unlock the…