Jack Gantos discusses the sense of “delusional invincibility” he had in 1970s New York that led him to prison—and then on to a career as an award-winning children’s book author.
“For years I was angry at myself for having run away with a man. Later, I couldn't figure out why I wasn't that person anymore. Why couldn't I find someone to give me an identity again?”
Good morning my fellow Rumpusians, as Christmas steadily approaches and the panic to procure becomes almost reptilian, I can honestly say I’ve never handled so many one hundred dollar bills.…
“With few exceptions, landscape alone is of insufficient interest to warrant the effort it takes to see it. Even the works of man, unless they are being used in his…
I’ve recently been in awe of the short stories of Paul Bowles, the American ex-pat novelist, composer, and translator who lived in Morocco and wrote The Sheltering Sky and who…
The love of reading and the love of books, while almost always coinciding are still, in essence two different things. If I loved to read as much as I loved…