The bookstore as an old man
George Whitman passed away yesterday, in a room above his bookstore, Shakespeare and Company, on the Rue de Bucherie, Paris.
George Whitman passed away yesterday, in a room above his bookstore, Shakespeare and Company, on the Rue de Bucherie, Paris.
Today, I was reading Barry Lopez’s essay ‘Landscape and Narrative’ from the collection Crossing Open Ground. Lots to think about here, but two things that I want to come back to, and think about some more: A story draws on relationships in the exterior landscape and projects them onto the … Continue reading →
Loving a child is a dangerous thing. I think I knew this at the beginning, with my first daughter, when they laid her in my arms. But then again, not really. You can know things and not know them at the same time. I don’t know how this can be … Continue reading →
I have a new story in the December issue of Fantasy Magazine. The magazine is online, so you can get the issue online and read an interview about the story as well on December 5. The magazine is a little unusual and innovative in its format. Each week they publish … Continue reading →