Where the Wild Things Were
He howls into the night, his hulking silhouette stark against the full, silver moon. Both man and beast, his is a figure that has prowled through the darkness of the human psyche for centuries. He is...
View ArticleSecrets of the Deep
At 40 metres long and 540 tonnes, the Chameau was a powerful frigate, designed to carry people and goods to New France and take natural resources back to Europe. She was a fast ship but a cranky one;...
View ArticleLost Boy
The central tension that underlies good parody exists between fidelity and innovation. Balancing these elements constitutes a kind of alchemy, hitting a sweet spot that is just reverent enough to the...
View ArticleDouble Vision
In late 1892, Emily Pauline Johnson, a prim thirty-one-year-old bluestocking, made her first appearances as her alter ego, Tekahionwake, decked out in a leather dress, moccasins, and all the other...
View ArticleTeenage Dreams
When I was seven, I committed one of my first conscious acts of rebellion: I snuck down to the basement to watch Beverly Hills, 90210. In the first episode I saw, teenagers Kelly Taylor, a sultry...
View ArticleSlaying Dragons
In 1954, soon after publishing the first volume of his Lord of the Rings trilogy, J.R.R. Tolkien received a letter from Peter Hastings, manager of a Roman Catholic bookshop in Oxford. Hastings...
View ArticleAmerican Dreamer
At their core, reading and writing are ethical pursuits. They’re reconnaissance missions, Trek-ish endeavours to explore strange new worlds and seek out new life and new civilizations. George Eliot,...
View ArticleMoral Code
I am not myself today. Today I am Sam Fisher, the commander of Fourth Echelon, an American black ops counterterrorism unit. I’m handsome, in a shark-jawed, Channing Tatum kind of way, with bulbous...
View ArticleNever-Never Land
In November 2009, as the young adult fiction boom neared its apex, the New York publishing house St. Martin’s Press announced a contest on an employee’s blog: “Since twenty-somethings are devouring YA,...
View ArticleAfter Two Decades on Antidepressants, Who Am I?
When I was seven, my bedroom was a girlish wonderland of pink ruffled pillows and dainty floral-trim wallpaper. At night, as I tried to fall asleep, I could make out tokens of an idyllic childhood:...
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