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The Monster at the End of This Book

The first book I ever read on my own was Dr. Seuss’s Green Eggs and Ham. I remember being so proud that I carried it around the house offering to perform it for anyone who would listen. I also recall not being completely sure if I was truly reading or if I just had the words memorized (I was a weird, introspective little kid). Nevertheless, from that moment on I could always seek out a quiet place... read more

Sail into a pilgrim’s progress

When you go to school in New England, you read The Witch of Blackbird Pond in the sixth grade and The Crucible in the eighth. I far prefer Elizabeth George Speare’s novel to Arthur Miller’s, because I’m a sucker for a happy ending. It hasn’t got the intellectual complexity or allegorical theme, but it does have an absorbing, if straightforward, premise. Kit Tyler is that classic... read more

Who Wants a Cheap Rhinoceros?

OK.  OK.  I know I’m new around here (like that means anything – it’s all new), and I know coming right out of the chute and reviewing a goddamn children’s book isn’t exactly going to make me the Fonz around the favoritethingEVER lunch table, but I guess I don’t care.  I guess I’m willing to risk it. When inspiration strikes, even if it comes in the form of something as seemingly sappy as... read more

Eating tangerines with My Father’s Dragon

In the third grade, I met Mrs. Palombi, my favorite teacher ever. She taught us how to churn butter (you sit in a circle, pass around a bottle of heavy cream that everyone takes a turn shaking up, and spread the resulting curds on Ritz crackers), she brought a cotton candy machine to the Fall Festival (during the summer, she ran a beach shack that sold summer treats) and let you “roll your... read more