Barefoot Without a Cause

I think it was J.K. Rowling who, when asked how she managed to write those epic books while raising her young children as a single parent...

In an effort to continue the good reading habits I got into last year , I’m trying to regula...

I watched election night unfold that November 8, stress eating gummy bears and slowly sinking into despair as swing state after swing state...

On  a Saturday in January I, along with 250,000 new friends, took to the streets of Chicago to march.  We joined 600 other marches here i...

As I mentioned in my favorite books of 2016 post , I read more this year than I probably have in any other given year of my adult life.  Th...

I read forty-five books this year, which is probably the most I’ve read in a given year since I was ten and tearing through a Baby-Sitters ...

A terribly cute/terrible toddler with some current sleep issues kept Tommy and I from ringing in the New Year together this year.  He too...