A vivid cinematic document of the Merce Cunningham Dance Company's final performances.
The book paints a portrait of young Sylvia Plath during a stressful, eventful and emotional summer of her life.
Two books share a common view of The Big Apple. New York survives.
God tried to kill Brooklyn with a hurricane. Does God hate "New Brooklyn" bands, too?
Jennifer Stanley is smokin’ hot. As sizzling as sesame oil in a skillet.
A trip into the darkness reveals an army of undead, an army of zombies hidden from the world.
Coyle whips up a yuletide tale that is brimming with bedlam, intrigue, and murder… and winter fun. Really!
If Mashed Potatoes Could Dance is an entertaining tale on par with the best storytellers in all the land of fiction.
I am in detox right now, shivering me timbers in the limbo world of having a needle on empty.
Price controls in the wake of Superstorm Sandy are hurting, not helping, recovery efforts.