I love the untidy crowds in the streets, the idea of a night not finished Colm Tóibín A few years ago I was introduced to Katherine Mays, Wintering. In it, she talks about wintering as state of valuable rest. A night not finished feels like it c...

Love could not be kept forever in the third person, past tense. Mary Lavin Now, just what is the third person, past tense? I looked it up and found a few examples, just to be sure my English major memory was correct — He walked to the store. She...

But life itself, now there's true comedy Eugene McCabe I am thinking about true comedy. True comedy as commentary that offers insight, connection, and understanding. True comedy as the stuff that softens, extends, and expands. True comedy as the s...

Writing by hand had failed. Typing festered hope. The typewriter was not a plaything. Christopher Nolan In the deepest, darkest, tucked away, sacred parts of me, writing has never been a plaything. Much like reading has connected me to life itself...