Prose

Once again, pressed for time and short on topic, I offer a list of 5 non-fiction books I hope to read sometime during the coming year.

And now for the dentist. Read more about What's On Your List?

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Wide World Books and Maps
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Seattle, WA 98103

when I visited there over 10 years ago. It seems to have moved around the corner. Wonder if it's changed much. Read more about Where in the World?

It has been too long since I read Chinua Achebe's . I can't say that I remember anything beyond (a) reading it and (b) the inscription with Yeats' poem. Read more about Achebe

To all of those with their panties in a bunch over the possibility of losing your right to own more Bushmaster-type assault weapons, might I suggest switching to the English warbow. Read more about The Medieval Bushmaster

I recently finished reading through , and it wasn't exactly a romp, let me tell you. I bought it while visiting the homes of American literary figures in New England a few years back. Frost at one of Robert Frost's houses. Dickinson, in Amherst. Longfellow in Cambridge. And Emerson - at his home in Concord. And once having bought, I had to read. Read more about Emerson - A Man Before the Verge

Read more about The Voracious Reader, March, 2013

By leaning over the garden wall, I could scratch with my finger the poultry-house roof. The Upper Garden overlooked the Lower Garden - a warm, confined enclosure reserved for the cultivation of augergines and pimentos - where the smell of tomato leaves mingled in July with that of the apricots ripening on the walls. In the Upper Garden were two twin firs, a walnut-tree whose intolerant shade killed any flowers beneath it, some rose-bushes, a neglected lawn and a dilapidated arbour.

It's always been a conundrum to me that the same people who talk about "power to the people," tend to refer to people who follow a different leader as "sheeple." Has to be the word I love most to hate. I don't interact with enough conservative points of view to know if they use it on a regular basis, but I do hear it all too often from my leftie co-conspirators, and whenever possible I call them on it. Like "Hitler," it's one of those words that tells me I will find little beyond this point to interest me. Read more about Power to the Sheeple

The last round of NPR's 3-Minute-Fiction challenged us to "write a story that revolves around a U.S. president, who can be fictional or real."

The winner's story is very good. My entry didn't even make the "favorite" list. My writer's group didn't get it. But I still kinda like it. I put in 6 presidents. All of whom, I'm glad to report, eventually saw the light.

Andy Sees the Light

Venetophilia: The Desire and Pursuit of Venice. Just finished Judith Martin's wonderful No Vulgar Hotel, which I have been dipping into for several months now. I wish it went on forever. Read more about Venetophilia