by Debra Darvick | Jun 11, 2008 | Bookshelf
A girlfriend and I were talking about our favorite books from childhood and how, even decades later the images and story remain clear and fresh as the day they were first read to us. Her book was about Eskimos (OK, Inuits now but back then the term was Eskimos.) “The...
by Debra Darvick | Jun 10, 2008 | Writing Life
Had a chance to catch up with some reading over the weekend and happened upon a great article in my Kenyon College Alumni Bulletin on alum Laura King, class of ‘86. King, now a Ph.D. in psychology, has made a career — and a good one at that — out of...
by Debra Darvick | Jun 6, 2008 | Musings, Seasons
Dana Heacock ‘s Abacus Calendars have become a staple in my office. A yearly gift from my neighbor S. (of Monday’s goldfinch fame) these colorful lithographs feature images drawn from Heacock’s favorite haunts in Maine. I enjoy the small ritual of putting up a new...
by Debra Darvick | Jun 4, 2008 | Bookshelf
I can’t imagine Jeffrey Lent’s protagonist, Hewitt Pearce, being anything but a blacksmith — solitary, stoked with the fire of buried pain, unbending as iron. Until the day he treks out to investigate the source of a thin curl of woodsmoke rising from the ridge...
by Debra Darvick | Jun 3, 2008 | Writing Life
A common question surfaces when a novel hits the shelves: “Is it true? How much of this is based upon your own reality? Is so and so based on you? Your mother? Anyone you know?” After the shenanigans of James Frey, it’s no wonder that readers are suspect when truth...
