“Let me show you,” said one of my college professors many years ago, “how difficult it is to learn to read.” She assigned every letter in the alphabet a random symbol, an arbitrary shape that replaced the shape of the letter we knew. And then she showed us short words of these symbols.

“Dad,” someone in the audience read. “Cat,” another said as the next word appeared.

When she put up a whole sentence, I read it perfectly, and unknowingly, out loud. “Very good,” she said from her podium, peering over her glasses at me in the back.

But, it wasn’t very good. It was completely natural. I have never known a day when I could not read.

I have never known a time that I didn’t seek a book for enjoyment, for comfort, for meaning. When I was in Europe as a child in the summer of 1969, I had only one book with me. It was Charlotte’s Web, and I read it over and over from June to August.

When I was dragged to a frat party in 1983 so my roommate could see the guy she wanted to date, I found a copy of Anna Karenina and read it behind a closed door until the man whom I would later marry came in and found me.

I am not a professor. I am not a professional reviewer. I am a lover of books.

I share that love with you here.

Links to my reviews on publisher sites:

Simon and Schuster:

Peirene Press:

Persephone Books:

SoHo Press:


Tuttle Publishing:

Institut Ramon Llull:

The Complete Review:

Glagoslav Publications:

Old Harbor Press:

Stone Bridge Press:

Author sites:

Oh! A mystery of mono no aware by Todd Shimuda

Looking for Me by Beth Hoffman

Sand to Stone and Back Again by Tony Kuyper

A Floating Life by Tad Crawford

A Vision of Angels by Timothy Jay Smith

The Boys in The Boat by Daniel James Brown

A Darcy Christmas by Sharon Lathan

The Thief by Fuminori Nakamura

The Late Lamented Molly Marx by Sally Koslow

Swoon by Betsy Prioleau

Barcelona Shadows by Marc Pastor

Crossing The Bridge of Sighs by Susan Ashley Michael

Midsummer by Carole Giangrande

Writers’ Bloc (praising Clairefontaine notebooks)

3 thoughts on “About

  1. My satirical novel, Something Is Rotten In Fettig, will be published by Anaphora Literary Press early next year.
    I am interested in knowing how to submit the book to you for possible review.
    Please advise at your earliest convenience.

  2. Do you ever review books in the form of narrative poems? Cat Lady is the story of Old Maria, the most mysterious of the gattare (cat ladies) in Rome. Although she seems to be an eccentric who thinks she can talk to stray cats (she can) there is far more to Maria than meets they eye. Please let me know if this sounds right for you and if so, would you prefer paperback or e book format, thanks!

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