In my defense, I didn’t know Midnight in Paris was a Woody Allen movie until the credits, and by that time I was committed to Paris and, of course, Owen Wilson. In many ways, it was a typical Woody Allen romcom, with a bumbling hero…

I was faffing around with the remote control the other night, and I happened to see that Netflix had a movie adaptation of Shirley Jackson’s WE HAVE ALWAYS LIVED IN THE CASTLE. I haven’t read that book since it creeped me out when I was…

Friend and fellow writer Dora Abel recommended that I watch THE MAN WHO INVENTED CHRISTMAS, so she and Sara and I did. As authors, we loved the visualizations of how we gather bits and pieces and slosh ’em around together until some of ’em stick…