It’s interesting what we attach ourselves to and the meaning we ascribe to objects that somehow, over years, become important not in functionality but just in being.
That One Book
There are two kinds of readers. The first is that precocious kid who was reading before pre-k. The kid whose parents didn’t know what to do because he had already read every book on the (enter grade level) curriculum and… Read More ›
I came to Neil Gaiman in a backwards sort of way. A student of mine, Alex, brought American Gods into class and told me that I had to read it. I, of course, took the book, thanked him, and proceeded to… Read More ›
This is Neil Gaiman We’re Talking About Here
In a few days, I am going to meet Neil Gaiman. As excited as I was when I first volunteered to work at his book signing, I am now, a week before, completely panic stricken. I mean, this is Neil… Read More ›
It’s January 1st and the world is sleeping off hangovers, scarfing down chips in front of a football game, or going to barbecues and picnics. (Well, in Florida we can get away with the New Years picnic. It might be… Read More ›
Neil Gaiman once spoke about magical writing elves that appear in the night while an author sleeps. These are elves who miraculously finish the manuscript that author is working on. Most struggling writers want to believe in that myth. As you’re stuck in… Read More ›