Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.

W. B. Yeats

November Reading

Last November, I took Native American Heritage Month as the inspiration to dive into some books that had been on my TBR forever. Most of these authors were new to me, except Louise Erdrich (who I probably owe some kind of life debt for whatever THE SENTENCE did to my psyche). This was, of course,…

Lost Words

I’ve been putting off writing this, because it’s the first, and it feels like I should start off with something appropriately light and interesting. But if I wait for that, who knows when it will happen? The truth is I’ve been wrestling myself for just about every word lately. I can barely even send emails.…


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