The Genius Of A Folk Melody Or

A Snow Day Literally And Figuratively Falls From The Sky, Unbidden, And Seems Like A Thing Of Wonder.

I've Loved Some Gadgets That Were Not Worthy, And I've Loved Gadgets That I Would Have Loved More If I Had Waited For Their Developers To Figure Out How To Really Make Them Work, But I Loved Them Anyway.

'brave' Is One Of Those Words That Has Been Bleached Of Most Of Its Meaning These Days, Thanks To Far Too Many Appearances In The Glaring Light Of Ad Slogans And Corporate Public Relations. I Never Thought About Anything As Brave Anymore; It Just Seemed Like A Flabby, Glib Cliche.

I Wonder What Book Signings Will Be Like When Most Of The Books We Read Are Electronic. Will Authors Sign Something Else? A Flyer, Perhaps? A Special Kind Of Card Devised For The Purpose?

The Genius Of A Folk Melody Or Story Is Not The Feeling That It's Original But Quite The Opposite - The Feeling That It Has Existed All Along.