the mortar between the stones
Shoring up the walls
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She leaves the ice cream shop early and drives to the school at the designated time, with her white shirt and black jeans still reeking of sugar and cream. Picking up their son isn’t usually her job, but right now all the jobs are hers. She speeds, just a little, on the empty straightaway pastContinue reading “Fathering”
“Now he would never write the things that he had saved to write until he knew enough to write them well.” Ernest Hemingway uses these words to describe the writer Harry, the main character in The Snows of Kilimanjaro. As Harry lies dying, stranded in the remote African bush, he remembers many incidents from hisContinue reading “Unfinished Business”
Where would we be without our independent booksellers? When I lived in Raleigh, my second-favorite happy place (after our back yard and the woods) was Quail Ridge Books in North Hills. It’s a magnificent space, upstairs and down, that since 1984 has offered fascinating selections of best-sellers, local works, and more obscure titles. Over theContinue reading “Community book merchants”
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