>Claire reviews the movie Twilight.
>I keep imagining how different writers might approach making a story out of the unintended consequences of Nebraska’s “safe haven” law. The idea that your parents could give you up–or give up on you–so capriciously (and lawfully) is like a Maurice Sendak Nyquil nightmare. In The Grounding of Group Six Julian F. Thompson found a […]
>Does J. K. Rowling get less respect than Philip Pullman because she’s a she?
>I was happy to see Debbie Reese confirm my impression of American Girl World as hostile territory. Why people continue to see this empire as good for children is beyond me. If you want to educate your children into the joys of brand loyalty and conspicuous consumption, at least Disney is more affordable. And the […]
>SLJ, I love you. I happily worked with Lillian Gerhardt and Trev Jones for years, and I did some of my best writing in your pages. And Little, Brown, too, where I published my sole book for young people and whose upcoming offerings include the extremely terrific The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian […]
>We saw one of my favorite operas on Sunday, Bizet’s The Pearl Fishers, premiered in 1863 and putatively set in Ceylon. Its big tune, a duet for tenor and baritone, is apparently England’s perennial number one favorite. The Opera Boston production we saw played the Orientalism up to the hilt, with shadow puppets, projections of […]
>What with avoiding writing and having a cold and pissing off bloggers left and right and all, I’ve been spending the last couple of days looking at a lot of book blogs. Many of them feature sidebar ads from Amazon.com, and while I have no problem with that, I’ve noticed that the books featured therein […]
>Actually, this is a photograph Lolly Robinson took of our “no shelf,” the place where not-reviewed materials land. It’s an old photo; the no shelf now retains some semblance of order despite its persistent spiritual kinship with the Island of Misfit Toys.
>I’ve been taking this singing class–oh, let’s just get it all the gay out there and say I’ve been taking this cabaret singing class, and at each session we begin with vocal warm-ups and some kind of improvisational exercise. Last night one of the members, a teacher, suggested a game of assassin, saying she played […]