Growing up I wanted to be just like Harriet the Spy. I would spend afternoon after afternoon wandering our suburban neighborhood and “investigating” would-be crimes, always scribbling in my marbled composition book…
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The first full week after a holiday weekend is always a little bit rough, but this week has been especially trying. For a number of reasons, I’ll be taking some time to relax, unplug and appreciate the incredibly supportive people who keep me sane (and ply me with coffee) on a daily basis. For now, here are my favorite bits of Internet from this week…
I first picked up Kevin Wilson’s offbeat “The Family Fang” over the summer but between work, traveling and shenanigans with friends, I was never able to finish the novel in my three weeks allotted by the public library…
Since I got back to Chicago I’ve been taking it easy and avoiding real responsibilities of any kind. Over the years, I’ve discovered that one of the best ways to do that is to curl…
The library has always been a place that I feel at home. Regardless of my age or geographic location, I’ve always felt much more at ease and able to think surrounded by towering rows of…