Thursday, October 15, 2020


Independent bookstores are hurting as you’d think. They need you. Go to yours or order your books from them and they’ll send them to you. If you’re not a bookstore person, it’s understandable that you’d just go to Amazon. Amazon doesn’t need you though. The local booksellers do. Help them. Maybe you’ll find you like the connection. The Times writes about it here:

Wednesday, October 14, 2020

Here’s one of those great long ‘New Yorker’ pieces. This one is on Andrew Cuomo. ‘The King of New York’. Politics, pandemic, media, ambition, rivalries, family, his father, his mother, his brother, his daughters. Find a good chair and read a big interesting article. Here’s the link.

Monday, October 12, 2020

A housebound sign. Seven years I’ve been holding it for an hour every weekday morning in front of the Dept. of Education. Not since March this year. The message is the most relevant sign. I am always eager/committed to stand with it. Soon again I hope. Sometimes when people walking by would give it a thumbs up or say Ain’t that the truth or even a God Bless You, I’d say, It would change the world.

Sunday, October 11, 2020

I’m literate, and the idea of leaving children illiterate is criminal.
                             Octavia Butler

Friday, October 9, 2020

‘In the study she nodded to my husband, turned completely around once, and then remarked that we seemed to be making no practical use of the space in our house. “This room would be much larger,” she said, “if you took out all those books.”

Mrs. Ferrier thought the master bedroom should have faced west, and she barely put her head inside the smaller bedrooms. “They would be much larger,” I told her, “if we took out the beds.” Mrs. Ferrier fixed me with her cold eye. “If you took out the beds where would you sleep?” she wanted to know, and I followed her meekly downstairs.’

                   ― Shirley Jackson, ‘Raising Demons

Wednesday, October 7, 2020

An article that showed up on Apple News picks the best independent bookstore in each state. It’s hard not to scroll down the list. I’ve never been in the store in New York State or the one in Ohio where I lived for almost 30 years:

Tuesday, October 6, 2020

As I stood looking over my unmade bed early this morning just after my feet hit the floor I noticed I was happy and I thought about that for a few seconds and recognized that I’m always happy like that when I first get up and I determined that that was because the newspaper was waiting for me outside the door. I’d heard it land there a few minutes before. Since I was a kid knowing that there was a morning newspaper with a sports page out in the kitchen I’ve been happy inside when I get up. A few months before the pandemic I stopped getting a morning paper in kind of an experiment to be like everybody else who made do with the the online version of a paper. I like the online version too. I subscribe to online papers and all sorts of other good digital publications and for a few months I was doing fine without an actual paper. I was saving money too and I was saving the trees if not many. Pretty quickly I missed it. Pretty quickly I realized I was on the computer enough already. It’s a special thing to get a newspaper in the morning. I’ve looked at two of the four sections so far today. It’s sitting right next to me.