BOOKS, FICTION & POETRY
“The Wandering Song” Central American Writing in the United States, prelude by Leticia Hernández-Linares
The Wandering Song: Central American Writing in the United States, Tia Chucha Press, 2017 (Northwestern University...
THE BOOK – SELF & OTHERS, THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY BY ALINE SMITHSON, PRONOUNCED AL (RHYMES WITH PAL) LEAN SMITH SUN
Created over an almost 20-year span and drawing from 18 bodies of work, this is the first published monograph of Aline Smithson’s work and features her defining series Arrangement in Green and Black: Portrait of the Photographer’s Mother. From black-and-white to hand-painted photographs, this collection of portraits combines humor and family to create a universal expression of motherhood, to capture the essence of childhood, and to examine created realities, the poignancy of childhood, and the pathos of aging and relationships.
You ask? We provide: An Excerpt from “Harley and Me” by Bernadette Murphy
Harley and Me: Embracing Risk on the Road to a More Authentic Life by Bernadette Murphy Prologue (Previously published...
ART TODAY 09.17.17: Automobile aficionados, “The painter laureate of the car,” Harold Cleworth, is parked in Venice
"Blessed The Lowered" Harold Cleworth Design Studio Press Hardcover, 168 pages (11x11 inches) Harold Cleworth...
Hispanic Heritage Month ushers in the new cultural literati of the 21st century, starting with post-Laureate Luis Rodriguez
People's Sonnet #1 by Luis Rodriguez A shadow hangs where my country should glow. Despite glories shaped as...
ART TODAY 08.28.17: Back to School? Amazing children’s books illustrated by Los Angeleno Joe Rocco for National Geo Kids and Harper/Collins Publishers
“I moved to Los Angeles from Brooklyn more than a decade ago to pitch animated projects and be close to the Entertainment community to work in that world more.”
A Red Hen Press review: Laurel Ann Bogen writes poetry for those who think they dont like poetry, review by Steve Kowit
Those as hunts treasure must go alone, at night, and when they find it they have to leave a little of their blood...
Buoy’s interview with Annie the dog, part 3: You gotta love the fresh air on Catalina Island with a favorite toy (enjoy Annie excerpts from Davis MacDonald’s, “The Hill”)
But we do have an understanding of sorts. When he’s eating away from the table, he’s supposed to share a bit with me. If he doesn’t, I’ll flounce away and not speak to him, giving him only the occasional look of hurt accusation.
Part 2 of Canine interview: Buoy’s exclusive with Miss Annie and book excerpt from the Davis MacDonald mystery novel “The Hill”
Miss Annie: Sometimes the Judge does get quite morose. It’s something to do with his Welsh roots. I find it useful to come and sit on his foot. This way it’s difficult for him to ignore me, and he can’t really get up and walk away. He usually gives in and starts to stroke my head. That’s when I know I’ve got him.
Bestselling author Bernadette Murphy re-discovered herself in mid-life by facing her fears with Orgasmic benefits in the Bestselling book HARLEY and ME
Murphy wrote a book that is riveting, intimate, and a fun read. Learning about our four brain chemicals that determine our personality traits is interesting however, I found Murphy’s personal experience even more intriguing. Not every woman is going to embrace mid-life on a Harley, but living vicariously through Murphy’s travels gives us insight into what it means to embrace mid-life rather than complain about it. Her story and her book is compelling. What a joy it was to spend an afternoon in my easy chair riding on a bike with Bernadette Murphy.
Hot Summer Reading list from Vroman’s, Book Soup, and TribeLA Magazine
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Davis MacDonald’s excerpt from novel “THE BAY” for Father’s Day. Meet the Judge!
He’d brought his favorite toy car down to drive on their working vacation. The Jag was a convertible, racing green, 1969, vintage. His tried and true toy since he bought it from the original owner back in 1989. He loved the car. Except for the Lucas electrical system, which he overlooked, the way a proud parent overlooks a club foot….
There had been a day when he’d felt swashbuckling in the car. Younger and slimmer then. It was hard to remember back. He had only faded shadows of memories of what it’d been like. Realistically the Judge had always been too tall for the car. And now he was too old and too fat as well. The convertible top was already down, by necessity. He unsnapped the tonneau over its cockpit on the driver’s side, then knelt down, squeezing his bulk in and under the wooden steering wheel, struggling with a two piece seat belt that both went around his waist and came down over his shoulder, a new innovation back in the day.
Congratulations Amanda Gorman, Youth Poet Laureate of the United States
