I write this on International Pizza Day, so I wish you a Happy IPD, and a tasty pie made just the way you like it. We’re sad not to be celebrating in the usual way, i.e., the one described in How to Start Your Own Holiday. Also, please enjoy this essay I wrote about prayer… Continue reading Praying, But Not to God
I’m ready to start forgetting. Stuck in the middle of a historical event, I long to be on the other side looking back. Like Natasha and Pierre. You can read the whole thing here in The Washington Post (if you don’t have a subscription, check your library for access). Continue reading here.