It's the end of April, which means it's also the last day of National Poetry Month. To say goodbye to this month and what also feels like goodbye to spring, I've chosen one last poem from one of my favorite young poets Emma Flood, an ethereal wanderlust of words for those who seek to dream.
Today is Independent Bookstore Day! So today I'm updating my blog with my favorite indie bookstore in the world - Shakespeare & Company in Paris. Also, see other great indie bookstores in the US and how to celebrate with indie bookstores in your area!
I love to sit alone at a restaurant or a cafe and read a book. I just love a good lit lunch. And one in a place with a bookish-theme is even better. You can find these kinds of places anywhere. Here's where I found a few and some suggestions for very bookish eateries around the globe.
I hate camping. Yet as a writer I have that itch to jump in a convertible and set off across the country Thelma and Louise style (without the cliff). Enter the tiny house.
Here is what I am thinking as the ball barrels through the air spinning so fast it looks like a little wisp of color: I can't watch. No I have to watch. Quicker. Get there faster.
It's Spring Break and we've got a road trip planned. That's a perfect opportunity to create a road trip book "mix tape".
If you are a metaphorical frequent flier on my blog, you know that I am a frequent flier in the skies. And this week I jetted off again. This time to Atlanta, with my book in tow as always because it's fun to take a shot or two of the city I'm visiting with it if I can...
Tuesday marked the end of Mardi Gras. Perhaps you've been or just witnessed it on the internet. Either way, you'll probably agree it's a spectacle. It also gives a glimpse into the the unusual, mystical city itself. In a way, Mardi Gras is the anthem of the musical opus of New Orleans.
K.L. Kranes 