Absence makes the heart grow fonder, but moving across the country makes the writer set aside those feelings until he unpacks a few more boxes. Now that… Read more “Farewell, New York: Riverside Park”
N: To the world at large, 2016 was a lot of things, most of them fairly awful. Much ink has already been spilled on all that. But… Read more “The Year in Books”
I grew up in a small town in central Wisconsin, population 1,000. I left it like a stone from a slingshot, skittering through a dizzying number of… Read more “New York, New York”
The lights dimmed, the movie started, and something unexpected happened. We experienced a rebirth of hope.
What a glorious feeling – I’m happy again! (How dreadful.)
Two for the price of one: Our recollections of the Brooklyn Book Festival.
In a city known for its expensive restaurants and flashy entertainment, we’ve found our niche in its cobwebby corners.