Cal Armistead debuts with a vivid present-tense YA about amnesia and pasts that might be better off forgotten.
No room for creativity in contemporary traditional publishing
You can kill a vampire with a stake through the heart but you can't kill the ghosts of literary zombies.
Henry David got a bad rap! Thoreau in His Own Time revises that.
A professor of nineteenth-century American literature is transported back in time to observe some of her heroes.
Poetry for the end of the world and beyond.
That walk—I'm not certain whether Thoreau considered it truly being in the presence of God. What I do know is that it's as close to God as I have been in a while.
“I thought I knew what love was, What did I know? Those days are gone forever, I should just let them go.” — Don Henley
"Kafka used to write at home among his parents. I can't do that. I like to write in coffee shops because it keeps me on track."
A Woman for the Ages!