Bill, Hillary, and The Rest of Our Lives
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You enter The Stone Fox not knowing what to expect. It’s just a local spot, with a bar and some tables and overworked waitresses. There’s an energy in the room, but it’s not all good. You’re waiting for the blood sport…
Kate Satz brings it home in a local, high profile literary contest! She is one of two runners-up in the second annual Nashville Reads Essay Contest, and she and the other winners will be reading from their essays this Sunday,…
Desire takes many forms. Dallas Wilt has a desire to be free. “At the beginning of this academic year,” she says, “I established 2014-15 as the ‘put a bow on it’ year. My goals were to finish what I had…
This may be bloodier than Game of Thrones. I’m going but expecting the worst. Please join me tomorrow night for an evening that may horrify and/or delight! Other cities enjoying the Literary Death Match in April and May include Austin, Los Angeles,…
Some people do what they are called to do, and the world is changed in ways big and small. Paul Vasterling, CEO and Artistic Director of Nashville Ballet, has grown Nashville Ballet from a small local company to a regional powerhouse arts…
Lauren Ossolinski, this year’s featured artist at The Harding Academy Art Show, practices yoga. That being said – “if you asked any of my friends to describe me, ‘zen’ is not a word that would come up!” she admits cheerfully. Katie Crumbo…
Reviewer Madison Smartt Bell, describing this year’s winning novel, seems to think it will inform and enlighten readers, who think of the “members of our polymorphous underclasses… as statistics.” The book will give those readers “a salubrious shock.” Interesting! The…
Roger Moore, Associate Dean and Senior Lecturer in English at Vanderbilt, has mixed feelings about Vanderbilt in spring. “The campus is of course at its most beautiful right now, so I am enjoying my walks to and from work. There’s definitely some…
Pepper and I went out for a walk the other day. Though some of the local daffodils were starting to look a little tired, the cherry blossoms were proud and showy. We stopped frequently, checking out certain tufts of grass, mailbox posts,…