My friend Lawrence Blank-Cook liked Karen Joy Fowler’s We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves so much that she couldn’t even bear to start another book once she’d finished it. She found herself in a terrible funk – an avid reader, no book by her side. It was a dark place. After she had spent two weeks reading The New Yorker from cover to cover, a friend recommended The …
June 24, 2014
by jenniferpuryear