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The many faces of a little reader

He’s not a prodigy. He can’t read this book yet.  But he loves books and loves to pretend that he’s reading them. It’s a good start. And he especially loves this one. He’s named after a character in it. Charles Wallace. 

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I won’t be reading my novel to my children. For a damn good reason.

My son asked me to read my novel, Unexpectedly, Milo, to him. “Too long,” I told him. “No pictures. Let’s find something else.” It also has an awkward and explicit sex scene in it (which I didn’t bother to mention), so I think he’ll be reading that one on his own some day.

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Resolutions that didn’t make the 2013 list

In deciding upon this year’s New Year’s resolution, several were discarded for a variety of reasons. Among them were the following: Set a new personal best in golf. I may have excluded this from my list simply because I am afraid that it is not possible. My lowest score for nine holes is a 46,…

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Why didn’t anyone tell me that all these women were have sex in front of me?

I’m not sure which part of this column is more stupid: The part where L.G. from Phoenix asks if it is appropriate for her sister to be reading FIFTY SHADES OF GREY in front of their father (while clearly taking a passive-aggressive swipe at her sibling in the process)…  … or the part where The…

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