by Jas Faulkner Joe Posnanski’s latest effort must have looked like a dream assignment to anyone with an interest in sports, especially college football. All he had to do was spend two years talking to a highly esteemed coach, his family, friends, coworkers, and past and present players. His subject was lauded as someone who … Read more
My first taste of Golden Age Illustrators of children’s books, which is the period of the late 1800’s until a bit after World War I, was on a trip to England. My theatre class took the May term and traveled to London. I had, and have a habit of buying art postcards from museums, tourist … Read more
A recent article online proclaimed the 10 Worst Book Covers In the History of Literature. Ok, they certainly found some winners–She’s My Sister Sub title, Having a Retarded Sister. The title alone sounds a bit icky, but if you take a gander at the cover, your gag reflex comes into play. The drawing of her … Read more
There are new episodes of Inspector Morse being shown. But, they aren’t really of Inspector Morse, they are of a young Morse, not yet the cynical genius detective that we’ve known all these years from the pen of Colin Dexter and the BBC programs. The show is called Endeavour, Morse’s first name, which was only … Read more
I am not good at lending books. I don’t like to do it. I worry I’ll never see the things again. Even if it’s some old beaten up paperback of The Grapes of Wrath, it’s MY old paperback of the Grapes of Wrath, probably with my underlines and notations in the borders. And I’m uneasy … Read more
I’ve been watching the Perry Mason TV series lately. Not the sad 80s one, when they brought back the surviving members of the cast and ran through the motions. The black and white Perry, with a slimmer Raymond Burr and prettier Barbara Hale. And I’ve noticed several things I hadn’t before, or maybe I would … Read more
By Jas Faulkner One of the advantages of having friends who work in different fields is that one person’s talking shop is another person’s entertainment for the evening. Two friends from way back now run a UBS somewhere in Mississippi. It doesn’t matter how stupid the tort, how outrageous the fortune of those who call … Read more
by Jas Faulkner S., a college friend, asked me if I would like to pick up a few boxes of her discards to donate to the Samaritan Center and/or use for Bookcrossing drops. Packed in one box was a row of Kurt Vonnegut novels and essay collections. This little section of mass market paperbacks included … Read more
