There’s often a bit of overlap between writers and academia–not as much of one as those of us on the job market would like at times, but it’s there all…
Should memoirs be reviewed – or is any criticism of personal writing by definition ad hominem? There is an intense conversation taking place over in the comments section of our…
Some technical troubles this morning, but it looks like we’re up and running again. I take comfort in the fact that while I’ve written some pretty stupid things on my…
In stories that range through history, serendipity, speculation, whimsy, and horror, Daniel Olivas chronicles the lives of characters who have loved—and lost—Los Angeles.
“Then you’ve got Colonel Claus von Stauffenberg. He was handsome too and his eye patch debonair. He was in the German Army High Command, fought under Rommel and did lots…
The last great book I read was The Dream of the Poem, translated, edited and introduced by Peter Cole. Well, that’s a lie. I should say that it’s the great…
I remember when you only had to worry about your locker being searched. In what seems like a scene from his own techno-geek surveillance novel Little Brother (which, as a…
Allen Ginsberg claimed that his reading voice was an imitation of the voice with which William Blake spoke to him in his visions and dreams. Once you hear Ginsberg read,…