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Editor’s Note: The fol- lowing column originally appeared in the May 29, 2008 edition of The Evening Sun. Because I live ..


Plots ... The Training Ground

I think I was … um … mumble mumble years old before I realized that not everybody reads every single ..


Contraband reading ... and other happy misdeeds

I was going to a funeral service last Saturday when I started to think about my life as a secret ..


Jeff Genung is off to slay new dragons. Great Caesar’s Ghost!

Jeff Genung allowed me to fulfill a dream. Before I met him, I had published books. I had married the man ..


Little shops closing – big dreams dying

I have always thought of stores as celebrities, and their owners as the lead actors in fascinating plays. We don’t ..


To every era, its magnificence

I did not come from a family of storytellers. Although my father was inventive, poetic, adorable, and loving he was ..


A big truck and a little gnome with cookies

A friend of mine related these incidents. Then she swore me to silence with regard to names, dates, and places. ..


Get a grip

I do terrible things to my secretaries. I snap at them “Stand up straight! You look like an old woman.” ..


A father. A mother. A hurricane. And a song.

Hurricanes do terrible things. And wonderful things. We know about the bad stuff. Floods. Electrical failure. Destruction. Homelessness. And, of ..


Tripping over Peacocks and Laughing at Mice. A Day at the Bronx Zoo.

I don’t care how far away the Bronx Zoo is from where you live. Distances are navigable; airplane tickets can ..


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