On “Mother’s Day,” by George Saunders
I was hooked by George Saunders’ “Mother’s Day” from the beginning, and I marveled at the clever, entertaining ride. But at the end I felt slightly uneasy. Continue reading
I was hooked by George Saunders’ “Mother’s Day” from the beginning, and I marveled at the clever, entertaining ride. But at the end I felt slightly uneasy. Continue reading
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It happened in early June, playing baseball of all things, kids against parents. Continue reading
If you clicked on the speech balloons on the home page, I’ll bet you thought it would open up a chat function or a forum. Sorry about that! Lemme explain Continue reading
I’m staying with my small son at a cabin in an unfamiliar village, and we know that there are lions about. It’s just a fact. Continue reading