"The Storm," by Kate Chopin, revolves around an illicit rendezvous between two former lovers: Calixta and Alcee. It was unplanned, unexpected, and (purely?) accidental as they seek shelter from the storm.
They flee inside, seeking refuge in the home that Calixta shares with her husband and 4-year-old son, as the storm descends in all its fury. There, they are inundated...
I still remember when my dad read to us. I don't remember how young I was when I first heard a book read--it always seemed like a forever thing (like he'd always done it). I also have an "old" black-and-white photo of me (as a toddler) with my grandmother. She'd been reading, and we both fell asleep.
So, I love...
Edith Wharton was a New Yorker, a fact that was very evident in her novels. The sense of place is pervasive, as is the feeling of impending doom. New York high society is at the center of novels like House of Mirth; and the ending is far from positive.
While it's possible to still visit many of the old haunts...
5 Reasons: Why Say NO to Book Club – Why NOT
Book clubs can be awesome... or they can also be a complete (and utter) nightmare. Yes, it depends on who is part of the group, but it also may be affected by a myriad...
Top 5 Ways to Organize Your Books
There really are a million and one (and probably more) ways to organize your book shelves. And, yes, if you're around books for any part of your life, you've probably been exposed to at...
The Grand Experiment: A Remembered Experience
Do you ever find yourself looking through past posts? I was looking back through what I'd written, from several years ago. And, the experience from this day was particularly memorable. My son was going...
5 Tips for Finding Your Ebook Refund from Apple
Apple released refunds to all eligible ebook customers this morning, and you may be among the many readers who were both excited and confused. After all, the antitrust case (and eventual $400 million settlement)...
Farewell Laura Ingalls Wilder
This is the day Laura Ingalls Wilder died.
That fact strikes us with some sense of finality and loss, even though she’s been gone since 1957. Even though she’d long since passed by the time I...
