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,…
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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…
Knocked out the book Burial Rites by Hannah Kent this week for book club. It’s a first novel, not a bad novel, and we’ll see…
Are you familiar with this term, Woo? No? Short for the duplicative Woo-Woo, this pithier condensation Woo is some internet slang for all things spiritual.…
And another thing about Cannery Row. There’s something proto-beat about this book. A fast, loose style, a little wordplay, a piling on of adjectives, a…