I studied English Literature as an undergraduate. I won’t bore you with the grammatical grace that comes with an immersive study of language—particularly the Queen’s English. The truth is I don’t pay much attention to grammar anyway—I am more interested in the manner in which words lead to ideas. In essence, conversation—intelligent, thoughtful conversation—requires a willingness to engage […]
Tag: A River Runs Through It
Taped to the bottom of the monitor at my writing desk are the words: Novelist plumbed the soul’s depths. These words, now yellowed, are taken from a newspaper clipping of a Los Angeles Times obituary I carefully cut from the paper on the morning of November 2nd, 2006. William Styron was dead. Now that he […]