There is a stark difference between the universal and the cultural, the true and the rational, and voice and language. In The End and the Beginning, as in her other…
Novelists announce the death of the novel with such sinister regularity you’d be forgiven for thinking they can’t wait to find themselves out of a job. It’s a cyclical theme,…
When I was a boy a boy when I was boy I thought the language was a language Would send me everywhere there was to go. I thought there was…
In her essay “The Date,” Brenda Miller talks about the photos we hang on our refrigerators, photos of ourselves with those we love. We originally hang them to remind ourselves…