How Harper Lee Saved Me

Originally posted on Exile on Pain Street:
Several people have pinged me about the announcement of Harper Lee’s new novel. It’s based on a recently-discovered manuscript that she wrote in mid-50’s and takes place 20 years after To Kill A Mockingbird. I think just about everyone has already read and commented on this post but I thought…

It’s My Job, Edith

            The corner store is raided. I am stealing candy bars by the handful, licorice by the roll. The clerk offers a plastic bag. “No thanks,” I say to her.             Layne gave me a twenty to, in her words, “Get her through the next round of liquid food, and maybe to have some normal-looking…

The mysterious Julie.

My Name is Not Julie: A Guest Post

This is a post about the infamous Julie! That’s right, the blogger without a blog! I have been long remiss in sitting on this guest post – my apologies to Julie and the rest of the blog world that I’m sure would dearly like to know more about her. As one of the most generous,…

The Day “Stairway to Heaven” Died

Writers, wrongly or rightly, wish they were able to compose songs. The highest goal of a writer is to make someone feel at all what they might during the meanest moment of the worst song. Capturing music in written form is difficult. But it is possible, as long as you don’t forget that to get…