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One reads, one is certain, the prose of Virginia Woolf --its meanders, its asides, its parenthetical interjections of thought and comment, i...

Editor's note: Mr. Lyman agreed to have me record this story. I have transcribed it nearly verbatim. In a few places, I have condense...

In the spotlight, in my gift, I blushed and squirmed and stammered. Mumbled out a few choked words. Failed to dance. The audience stil...

God is so tired. She has made so much these last six days, Day and night combining Her elements, Feeding Her people, ordering Her holy ...

What Javier Cercas did in Soldiers of Salamis was to write several interlaced histories of a moment: the history of an event with its roots ...

"Left out and underchristed"

Let's Do this. Let it begin, Though what begins will middle and end. I trust you. I like you. I am in your hands ...