Stephanie Wrobel's Darling Rose Gold is dishy and delicious.  Unreliable narrators of course existed well before 1961 when the term was...

Taft was the first novel of Ann Patchett's that I read.  This must have been 1994 or 1995.  I wasn't a bookseller, not quite yet, b...

Beheld will be coming to you next Spring, but I have a delightful little something you can partake of right now - a taste of Colonial Ameri...

Did you ever write a thank you note that you knew was never going to be read? I'm terrible with thank-yous.  So many people are so kin...

I've long felt that historian Karen Abbott was writing to an audience of one - namely me.  When the dialogue of a book commences, and an...

I may be a witch, and that's a pretty great thing to discover on your birthday.  This happened more than a week ago, but you'll have...

Back home - the girl's first home, we're talking about Alameda - we used to do Treasure Hunts.  I'd leave a silly start to a po...