Small Books, Big Love

Little books have always had a special place in my heart. When I was a kid in the early 90’s, when malls still had Waldenbookses (and we still went to the mall), I was captivated by the spinning racks of tiny books next to the register. Full volumes shrunk to pocket-sized editions, small enough to … Continue reading →

Listless: A Year Without a Bullet Point

Last week, my husband and I got into a spat. Revelation one of this blog: I am a massive pain in the ass to live with. This particular tiff was, naturally, not about the catalyst–in this case, tortillas (don’t ask, I don’t even know). What erupted was the resentment over the fact that I am … Continue reading →