That horrible, no good, tempting stamp of validation: Do you like me?
Be it cosmic intersection or divine intervention, I was meant to read Everything Belongs at this particular season of life. I’ve been smacked upside the h...
Tag: literary agents
“I’ll remember your name.”
After church on Sunday I met a friend for lunch. It was the sort of lunch that excluded spouses and children because we both needed to divulge feelings and thou...