Recently a friend rediscovered her late father’s handwritten journal. It’s full of family stories and she’s busy figuring out how best to handle this treasure. Does she transcribe it into type so that it can be shared without damaging the original? Will she write poems based on the information he has left her? That’s a…

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Reading this week has been a stutter step–great or awful. A poet whose work I have long admired has, in the latest collection become a parody of his former self. He has gone from surreal and astonishing to shockingly obtuse and gritty. Gritty assand in the fried clams, setting my teeth on edge. I read…

Stephen King has said that “the road to hell is paved with adverbs.” I say it’s good intentions never met. Like sending holiday cards. I meant to do this, really I did. But here we are four days from Christmas and I don’t own any holiday cards, no Santa Claus stamps, and too many other…