Maybe it’s my I-took-a-lot-of-English-classes Stockholm syndrome talking, but I’ve always liked required reading lists. I’ve heard the criticisms leveled against ...
As another year—2011, for anyone who’s counting—came to an end, we got to delight in/had to suffer through another round ...
In the week between Christmas and New Year’s I packed up all my books and moved. Granted I only moved ...
Skipping is not just for prize boxers and pig-tailed girls, but for serious readers too. Over the festive break I ...
This week’s print issue of Entertainment Weekly includes the results from a reader poll of the most anticipated movies of ...
I was recently discussing mystery books with a friend, and each of us was throwing out names of authors who ...
I am, by nature, an optimist. I can’t help but hope for the best, even when everything points the other ...
What is the intersection between you and not-you? Is your shirt you? Your nail polish? Your contact lenses? Are your ...
I have a friend, we’ll call her K, who used to work for the city newspaper. Like other newspapers, this ...
Last week, while talking about my failed attempt to achieve my 2011 reading goals, I realized something: numbers are deceiving. ...