Even with the gloves off, which I am increasingly likely to want, I think that Litbreak can remain evenhanded.
The Dictionary on My Brother’s Desk
Several years ago my brother asked for a dictionary.
Intermezzo by Sally Rooney
Dublin. Gray and rainy. Streets and buildings whose names have the “sound of familiarity”, meaning that there’s an author’s expectation that I will know the names, but I don’t since I don’t know Dublin.
On Writers
Great writers speak for us.
Autumn Sunday

Reading and The Red Shoes
The love of reading is an infinite pursuit.