Does the ending have to work? Thinking about Joanne Harris’ Lollipop Shoes

Friends -- I'm trying to read more self-proclaimed magical realist novels this year, so that I can be a more educated writer AND reader. I'm also interested in the debates as to what is and what is not magical realism. As you know, I made it through 100 Years of Solitude, and just finished Joanne … Continue reading Does the ending have to work? Thinking about Joanne Harris’ Lollipop Shoes

re-pairing, reparationing — Natasha Marin and making the questions real

Friends, This has been an intense summer. So much of the news in the United States today feels -- well -- unreal. I've been at a loss to write about it. So, I've been watching tv and wondering what my white, WASP Republican family would say about Donald Trump if they were still alive. They … Continue reading re-pairing, reparationing — Natasha Marin and making the questions real

June 6th, 2016, Wrestling with Mr. Robot — will the revolution be televised?

There's a great rant near the end of the season finale of Mr. Robot featuring wonderful Christian Slater. This rant about the uncertain nature of reality reminds those of us who remember of a much younger Christian Slater ranting in another film as another seductive bad guy who blows things up. So it's a deeply … Continue reading June 6th, 2016, Wrestling with Mr. Robot — will the revolution be televised?

May 16th, 2016- 100 years of solitude: the futures-past of the novel

Well, Friends, I did it. I just finished 100 Years of Solitude. Um. *shrugs shoulders, looks into the evening sky* It's a beautifully written novel, certainly, and I'm grateful to Kathleen Alcala for her observation that she was struck by how much the narrator sounded like members of her family telling fantastical tales from a … Continue reading May 16th, 2016- 100 years of solitude: the futures-past of the novel

03/26/16 — repeating names, everything but the kitchen sink, and the point of 100 Years of Solitude (maybe)

Dear Friends -- Huzzah! I'm about halfway through Gabriel García Marquez's 100 Years of Solitude. As I started the book, I queried some folks over at the Magical Realism Facebook group about the novel, and while most comments were positive, one brave person said the book was just about unreadable. I have to admit that … Continue reading 03/26/16 — repeating names, everything but the kitchen sink, and the point of 100 Years of Solitude (maybe)