The Proust Questionnaire is supposed to tease out one’s “true nature.” Needless to say, I took it very seriously.
How did it go? Pretty well. I made it, anyway.
Murfreesboro, Tenn. contains at least three very good record stores, all within three miles of each other.
Virginia Woolf said, “A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.”
Is getting nominated for a Pushcart Prize something to brag about?
While marketing my debut novel, We Take Care of Our Own, I have made a couple of unsettling discoveries.
It’s one thing to torch people’s time, it’s quite another to torch their faith in humanity.
His ability to speak and write on jazz, “America’s music,” was singular. His ability to not only back up but expand on his strong opinions about music, race, and art was deft, enlightening, genius.
Looking into drivers’ faces becomes for me a handy reminder of the essential humanness of humanity: we are many, we are trying, we are struggling, we are on our way.
Had a bit of a panic attack on the day before Christmas, brought on by my acrophobia.