The gifts of pandemic season

I’m going to start this off by acknowledging that quarantine/isolation has been insanely hard on most of us, and I’m no Pollyanna. I have heard many painful stories from friends, and I’m living my own. In the midst of this, it’s often difficult to find anything good or hopeful. A year ago I heard StephenContinue reading “The gifts of pandemic season”

Good Friday in lockdown

Yesterday, a friend again talked about how the right books find us at the right times. I’ve always felt guilty for buying books that I didn’t immediately read, but he doesn’t; he says they call to him when he needs them most or is most receptive to what they have to say. (And this isContinue reading “Good Friday in lockdown”

The middle of the story

I’m one of those people who skips ahead to the endings of books (or, in the case of movies, looks up the plot summary online) — especially if the survival of a character I care about, whether human or animal, is uncertain. I’m clearly not alone in this. I even taught myself lucid dreaming soContinue reading “The middle of the story”