Promote your book. Share what you’re comfortable sharing with potential readers, but please, let’s abolish that terribly ill-fitting word: self-promotion.

I do not laugh but the children do. “I hate these fucking places,” I think again, turning the radio back on.

He explores with merciless and lacerating precision the demoralized state of the urban man-boy and alterna-dad. Lipsyte Man—a baffled and wounded specimen.

Basilicata is a region of a rich and complex history. These poets have managed to channel the oscillations between hope and despair, pain and joy.

I experienced the movie as I always did—through an aching haze of nostalgia. The movie felt like Christmas, of course, but it also felt like my family.

It’s letters that both define and give life. A certain conclusion is unassailable: God is an alphabet—God is the alphabet.

Gonzo or not, I had to cultivate many sources during their own benders, as oilfield types were disproportionately heavy drinkers.

In general, I will say that blurbs are a blight on the publishing industry, both for people seeking blurbs and the writers asked to blurb.