Read William Keepers Maxwell

“The older you get, the less courage you have.” —William Keepers Maxwell I am in love with Maxwell’s writing. They Came Like Swallows (1937) is a reread for me. (And many thanks to my good friend Toni for introducing me to this lovely novel.) So Long, See You Tomorrow (1979) is a new read for me.... Continue Reading →

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Colson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad: A Metaphor

Colson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad (2016) tricked me for a moment. It portrays the famous underground railroad, a network of abolitionists and volunteers who helped slaves escape the south and head north in nineteenth century America, as an actual railroad with trains and tunnels. I thought that I had somehow missed something in history classes,... Continue Reading →

Bumpersticker

I saw this in Salt Lake City last week. It is my new favorite bumpersticker. And I have a feeling that the driver and I would be great friends. If you haven't read John Steinbeck, you should. Check out my past posts on Pastures in Heaven, East of Eden, and The Grapes of Wrath. I have... Continue Reading →

On My Bookshelf, No. 14

To see previous posts in this series, click here. This is my bookshelf. Here is a snippet of what’s on it, ten at a time. Breathing Lessons (1988) by Anne Tyler The Amateur Marriage (2004) by Anne Tyler All the King's Men (1946) by Robert Penn Warren Ethan Frome (1911) by Edith Wharton Madame de... Continue Reading →

I Liked Harper Lee’s “New” Novel

While watching an old episode of The Good Wife on Amazon Prime the other night, Alicia Florrick commented that To Kill a Mockingbird (1960) made many lawyers. It reminded me that I had recently read Go Set a Watchman (2015), the newly released “prequel” to that classic and monumental American novel by Harper Lee. I know there’s... Continue Reading →

The Letters of Laura Ingalls Wilder

Yes, I’m obsessed with Laura Ingalls Wilder. It began when I was a young girl staying up late to read her books. It has grown since I’ve read those Little House books to my daughter. And now that I’ve visited her home at Rocky Ridge Farm in Mansfield, Missouri, I can’t stop reading about her.... Continue Reading →

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