Sometimes a book will appear in my life for a reason. Perhaps this is the case more often than not and the reason I picked up My Beloved World when I did and read it when I did. Justice Sotomayor’s ...

Sometimes unread books on a bookshelf are as good as a diary entry to jog the memory. You look at the spine of a novel you bought twenty years ago at the Strand bookstore in New York. You were with so ...

After taking a couple of non-credit creative writing classes at our local university in the early 2000s, some fellow students and I formed a critique group. We got together every other Thursday night, ...

My mother taught me to read simple sentences by the time I was three. And from then on I was required to read a book a week, any book but it had to be challenging, until about the 7th grade. When I ...

Reading is like exercise. You have to practice it. Call it the sit-down practice of exercising your mental and emotional acuities. Even though you aren’t sweating while you turn the pages, you are ...

My parents were avid readers, for which I am very grateful. I have loved reading from an early age, thanks to strong encouragement in my household. We had books everywhere, and I relished those ...