Jul 24, 2025 | A Day In My Life
We live above shop. My mother never tires of telling me as much and insisting it’s a joke. In fact, Sam and I live across the drawing-room and bedroom floors of a rather lovely Georgian townhouse, with a surgery each on the dining-room floor and what nicer ladies than...
Jul 23, 2025 | A Day In My Life
Martha’s Vineyard, April 1929 It doesn’t seem possible, but only a month ago I was burying my mother in the small cemetery under the wide Nebraska sky she loved so much. Now I wake up in a mansion on a fog-drenched island that smells of salt, damp, and secrets. The...
Jul 22, 2025 | A Day In My Life
Stella: All we wanted was to see our best friends, Alma and Mills, get married. Nick: And to escape the five-degree temperatures back in Vermont. Stella: I admit, that’s certainly a perk of Alma and Mills getting married in Playa del Carmen, but – Nick: Oh, and...
Jul 21, 2025 | A Day In My Life
All I wanted was for my wedding to be drama-free. Was that too much to ask for? Apparently so, because you can’t get much more dramatic than murder. Look, as the baby of the family, I know I can be a little spoiled sometimes, but I’m really just a product of my...
Jul 18, 2025 | A Day In My Life
Pick a card, any card. No? You don’t care for magic tricks? Forgive me. See that poster, framed on the far wall: “The Sensational Mister Spector.” Some visitors remember me from those days, when I trod the boards performing wonders to packed houses in the music halls...
Jul 17, 2025 | A Day In My Life
People always assume working in a library is quiet, predictable, and filled with nothing but the soft rustle of pages and the occasional shushing. And sure, we have those moments. But here at The Morton Library, nestled in a sleepy corner of Taos, in northern New...
