A World of Speculation

Bus people 8

He climbed on the bus with a slow gait, walking with a cane, lumbering up the steps of the bus, which knelt for him at the stop. He was in his 70s, I think, quite fat, too heavy for his muscles to carry. He wore a black beret at a rakish angle, and carried a...

I’m back

I didn’t know I was going to take a vacation when I pushed “Publish Post” last Monday, but that’s what it turned out to be. The odd thing is, the longer I stayed away from blogging, the less I had to say. It will be a few days before I work...

Kill Tinkerbell

Our dog Sadie has a thing about light. When the sun on a watch dial sends light glimmers dancing across the wall, Sadie jumps for it. We call the game “Kill Tinkerbell,” and it has afforded us a lot of cheap entertainment. Well, last week, our daughter...

‘Wishing upon a star’

In a review of Finding Neverland, Frederica Mathewes-Green points out an insidious trend in children’s literature: When Sylvia dies, Barrie instructs her son Peter (Freddie Highmore), “She’s on every page of your imagination. You’ll always have...