My friend Mary Raymond and I were corresponding by email the other day. She wanted to insert a slightly freaked-out/chattering tooth emoji that had not yet been envisioned by Apple (because I was nervous about a speaking engagement and also…
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Nashville’s supposed to be reading The Potlikker Papers: A Food History of The Modern South for its annual community-wide “Nashville Read.” I started it and put it down. Started it again – and put it down. After the third time,…
Marcia Masulla rocks her striped boots on a rainy day. She’s got mad style. And she’s making you smile! She walks into a room and owns it. She’s speaking her truth. Marcia is a founder and managing partner of Nashville…
I’m thrilled for The Good Professor – Vanderbilt’s Roger Moore – to return to Bacon today! The Good Professor is super-smart but not self-serious. He has an openness of spirit and delight in the world that is entirely appealing. Today,…
Spring arrives – not a moment too soon – in pinks and purples and yellows and whites. We’ve been waiting! It’s time for a new book, too. Today’s post features four novels, a short story collection, and a memoir, all…
How true – really – are the stories you tell about yourself and your childhood? If you were writing them down, would your stories be more or less “true”? Sara Bhatia returns to Bacon today for a reckoning with Laura…
You feel a sense of shared humanity at a funeral – always. Shared grief is one of the few consolations in a time of deep sorrow and shock. Sometimes, also, in the woods, you might have the feeling of shared…
The monster doesn’t usually live under the bed – but he might live in your neighborhood. And one day, a lifetime later, you might tell everyone what you saw. Edgar Feuchtwanger does just that in Hitler, My Neighbor. And Germany’s…
The United Kingdom recently appointed a “Minister for Loneliness.” Doesn’t that wrench the heart? The hope – and sorrow – in that phrase. More than nine million people in a country of sixty million said they “often or always” felt…