Bird Puns, Nappoholics Readers, and Faking a Stroke
and Faking a Stroke
Tony Nardi was eating lunch in a restaurant last week. The waiter came over and asked him, “Is ANYTHING all right?”
Terence Crutcher, Kim’s Convenience, and Luddite Club
People have been so encouraging about this column that I signed up for a workshop called How to Be a Great Canadian Novelist.
Trash, Murvish, and Edward Albee
Such is the power of Albee’s words over me. I am still and always will be afraid of Virginia Woolf. But I also know I’m not alone in that fear.