Feel like dancing? James Johnson loved Manhattan. He loved Juilliard. Most of all he loved shedding all the tiresome, uncool parental pressure, but not his monthly allowance, which he supplemented with a hefty income dealing pot and coke to his like-minded artistic classmates. His best customers tended to be kids…
Category: Writing
Butter lettuce, pickled shallots, pistachios, and cherry tomato salad Parisian pot roast, or Daube, or Étouffée, anyway it involves a chuck roast or a brisket and a lot of braising A crusty baguette A champagne coupe filled with berries and a splash of liquor – Chantilly creme optional Salad: the…
I ONLY WANT TO BE WITH YOU an excerpt from “It’s in His Kiss” by Vickie Lester Dawn White turned seventeen in August of 1966. It was a propitious year. Instead of driving her VW Bug from Kitchener, Ontario, Canada to Montreal and matriculating at McGill University, as she ought,…
“Just take a breath,” said Shamari, dipping a hand into her Prada bag, her entire arm like a dowser’s wand dragged toward a source of water. There appeared an expression of almost religious fervor as she found what she sought in its capacious depths. After a moment she withdrew her…
Okay, my angels. It doesn’t get any better than this, this is the heart and soul of the Internet, the thing that keeps us online; connection. When we post or tweet or Instagram — or write a novel — we are starting a conversation and hoping that somebody will reply.…
Friends and family to the east, stay warm, stay safe, and let us entertain you with a Hollywood novel, served up weird, witty, and with a twist…
You really should read the entire piece… Louis Auchincloss, The Art of Fiction No. 138 Interviewed by George Plimpton click anywhere below. INTERVIEWER Have you seen the movie The Age of Innocence? AUCHINCLOSS I reviewed it. I loved it. It’s a great movie. It reflects the book absolutely and entirely; it…