Tues., Aug. 31 - Head to 41st Book Cafe in Capitola, CA, to hear Jonathan Franzen reading from FREEDOM only to discover the launch date is tonight, Wed., Sept. 1.
As a child, I used to become increasingly morose as the end of summer approached. But not for the reason you might think.
Every year with machine-like regularity, as August enters its last two weeks, our home begins to resound with the echoes of school years past. At first, small signs begin to show up to mark the d
As we prepare for the last day of vacation before the new school year (in my family’s case
Where I live, in a small beach community a few miles southwest of the Los Angeles airport, we haven’t even begun to have a summer y
Ever since August rolled in, hot and sweating, I've been thinking about the end of summer. I love summer. I love the heat, I even love the humidity.
I just got this e-mail (after turning in a statistics test that's sure to be a winner... not), and it told me to blog about the end of summer.
So, here I am, obliging.
In the bustling Metropolitan of Mumbai, we have three seasons - hot-sweaty-dusty, wet-damp-cool, and hot-not-so-sweaty.
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