Monthly Archives: February 2014


Work and home, home and work again. That’s why I escape by reading popular fiction, with the assurance that the resolution will be satisfactory in a way that real life isn’t. Anna Quindlen’s new book is like that. The boomer heroine has to downsize her NYC lifestyle and move to the country. There is the […]


I’m walking on St. Clair, slipping and sliding. In front of me, a father and a young son, both in Nanook of the North boots. The young boy is talking to his dad about the passage of time – minutes and hours, days and weeks. His dad listens and interjects with his own observations on […]