My mom read me “The Lottery” one day when I stayed home sick from school; I’ll never forget it.   I thought it was the best story I’d ever heard in my life; I had …

I adored it.   Not quite as much as the first one, but I don’t think I adore any book as much as I do the first one, and as I did when I finished …

I love this book very very much.   It is lovely and funny and heartbreaking, and you should go find a copy and read it right now.   No, right now.

Some of the prose is a little in love with itself, but justifiably; just when I start to get annoyed by the more anvilicious parallel-drawing, he’ll switch gears and evoke a scene so vividly that …

Excellent;  Bugliosi is so forthright and bitchy about the mistakes the prosecution made, and so forceful in his condemnation of everyone involved in the OJ case, not least OJ, that it’s quite a thrilling read. …

Interesting, and well written, but the lecturing tone about “normate assumptions” et al. got old after awhile; she tends to slip into this mode where she’s chastising the reader for staring, but then in the …

It’s a collection, as you might imagine, of writings about movie actors, many of whom I hadn’t heard of; I skipped parts of it because I really didn’t care, and a lot of the writing …

It’s fascinating, and maddening, and disheartening, but very good, especially if you lived through girl-on-girl bullying yourself (which, who didn’t).   Some of Simmons’s terminology is a little new-agey for my taste, but that’s a …

I seem to remember enjoying Kahn’s baseball writing in the past — I know I read The Boys of Summer years ago — but this one is too fond of itself by half and goes …

Can someone explain to me, please, how it is that pieces which previously appeared in reputable publications with copy editors then wind up riddled with typos in a compilation?   Argh.   It’s really hard …