Bette Davis Speaks

I’ve not wanted to talk much about YOPD lately, here or anywhere else, because it’s been kicking my ass in one new and slightly unsettling way, in addition to the old ones.* Since it’s easier to improve your mindset than your motor function, I’ve been trying to stay focused on the things I can change.

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Breezy Summer Reads

One of my weekly routines is to browse the Kindle Sales page on Amazon, looking for library inspiration.* If you can wade past all the Kindle Exclusive junk on offer — werewolf porn, Gone Girl knockoffs, hockey smut (gay or straight, puck and stick puns abound), get-rich-quick schemes — you’ll find more interesting titles than

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Watching the Detectives

This is going to be even messier than usual and probably won’t be worth reading until tomorrow. Alongside Motown, the Beach Boys, Alfred Hitchcock, Cary Grant and chocolate milk, detective novels were one of my earliest and most enduring loves.* I read the usual suspects as a child: Nancy Drew, The Boxcar Children, musty old

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