My house is a bookworm house. I’m a writer, my partner is an editor and a reader, and our four-year-old daughter is a connoisseur of the picture book. We read A Lot. These past nine months or so, even more.
Hello, Readers and Others. I hope this finds you well and enjoying these late summer days. I am noticing, here and there, trees tinged with red, and there has definitely been a nip in the air these last few mornings.
I think it’s been awhile since my last article on books and reading, so as you might imagine, I have quite a stack (it’s literally a stack) of reading material.
While I knew she was a great writer from reading her victim-impact statement when she was known for so many years as “Emily Doe,” I was blown away by this book. Miller’s voice is strong and her writing is filled with details, reflection, humility and even hope.
Today has been the most beautiful fall day. Orange, yellow and green leaves radiant with sunshine…blue sky…fields stretching out into the distance, dotted here and there with rolled up bales of hay…the occasional cow…a little chill in the air; sweater (not quite jacket) weather. I just went for a stroll down the road and collected a handful of leaves to send to my oldest son, who has just relocated to a California beach town…and now here I am, thinking about books I have read recently.
Jack Fairweather launched his new book, The Volunteer: One Man, an Underground Army, and the Secret Mission to Destroy Auschwitz, at a party on Thursday, June 20, hosted by Mika and Jack Frechette at their Stoneledge Farm in Ferrisburgh.
I don’t know about you, but I think one of the worst days of my life was Nov. 8, 2016. It felt like Sept. 11, 2001. Or that’s what it felt like to me, anyway. Like the world as I had loved it would never be the same again.