While focusing on things other than blogging this month, I’ve been running a series on independent bookstores. Below Jessa Crispin of Bookslut, just back from Ireland, considers taking up residence in Dublin’s Winding Stair bookshop. I would like to move into the Winding Stair bookshop in Dublin. I would be perfectly happy living among the leather seats, the collection of . . .
While focusing on things other than blogging this month, I’ve been running a series on independent bookstores. Below Mark Snyder praises NYC’s Drama Book Shop, ground zero for playwrights and all manner of performing arts hopefuls. We Who Love Books are spoiled in New York with its abundant (though always shrinking) number of quirky used bookstands and savvy independents . . .
While I focus on things other than blogging this month, I’m running a series on independent bookstores. Below novelist and New Yorker editor Jeffrey Frank (author most recently of Trudy Hopedale) praises The Bookery of Ithaca, New York. The Bookery is actually two stores — Bookery I and Bookery II — a few steps in different wings of the Dewitt . . .
I used to wonder why my mom stayed with my father for so long when they were so ferociously ill-matched, but she always said it was better to have an overbearing father than no father at all, and when I look at this photo, of her own dad, Robert, holding her as a baby, I think I understand the marriage . . .