Monthly Archives: July 2013
On My Eternal Crush on Neil Gaiman. Also, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
I think we all know how I feel about Neil Gaiman here. I’ve made my feelings quite clear. He writes his books longhand, responds to his Twitter and Tumblr fans (and in a real way, not some half-assed ‘my PR person made me write this’ way), has wildly curly hair and loves his dog (and […]
On The Cider House Rules and Nostalgic Recollections of My Adolescence
Good night, you Princes of Maine, you Kings of New England. I’ve been reading The Cider House Rules. Or rather, re-reading it. Has this ever happened to you? You can’t remember actually reading a book, but as you read it becomes more and more familiar, as if this is a terrain you have crossed […]
Buried Beneath All The Lies 