Adrienne Brodeur’s unputdownable memoir, Wild Game: My Mother, Her Lover and Me is not only an amazing story but beautifully written. And it’s told with great empathy by its author. When Brodeur was 14 years old, her married mother, a talented, magnetic narcissist named Malabar woke the teenage Brodeur at midnight to tell her …...
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April 26th, 2022 | Calling All Authors
Q&A with Wajahat Ali
I felt like that in these dark times, I needed to read something funny and Pakistani American Wajahat Ali is very funny. What I didn’t realise is how much I…
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March 17th, 2022 | Ponderings
Throwing Stretch Under the Bus, Again
“I’m dedicating this weekend to making a digital photo album for all our wedding celebrations,” Stretch informs me. I don’t say anything. We’re driving to Old Greenwich in Connecticut. It’s…
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January 22nd, 2022 | Ponderings
Turning Sixty
I remember when I was a freshman in college, my boyfriend’s parents came to visit. His mother must have been in her late 50’s at best. She told me she…
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January 3rd, 2022 | Ponderings
My Quest for Fun
My father John Bowes and his childhood pal turned business partner John Rosekrans always seemed to be having a good time. I can remember Bowes and Rose, as they called…
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