William Dean Howells
I was raised on classic romantic comedies. True, you couldn’t escape the endless stream of WWII movies in constant rerun, but if there was a choice Mom always picked the chick flick. Which is why I have a weakness for the form.
William Dean Howells has convinced me that before we Continue reading →
Readling Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books
“There ain’t no such thing as a coinky-dinky.” I’m pretty sure Tennessee Ernie Ford, playing Cousin Ernie on “I Love Lucy,” said that. And whether or not I scrambled the facts in my Cuisinart of a memory, I think I’ve always sort of taken it as received wisdom.
So much so that I went to graduate school to get a degree in why that shouldn’t be so. Yet I remain the superstitious Continue reading →