When Alan Kirkland went in search of a mysterious uncle, a James Kirkland, a man he never knew, a man disowned by his own family for some unknown reason, what he finally unearthed made him wish he had
Some men seem to have all the luck. Others dream of only fi nding a little. Richard Smith s world was the orphanage. It was the only one he knew. All of the other worlds for children, of mothers and f
One thing this book is not is a tightly-reasoned argument that leads the reader inevitably to the book’s main thesis. It is rather, like its cover, a collage. It is a hundred—more or less— observation
The road of Sandra Miller's life is strewn with the corpses of those who loved her or simply got in her way. She was born in a small town in Maine on a stormy night with thunder and lightning sent by
The road of Sandra Miller's life is strewn with the corpses of those who loved her or simply got in her way. She was born in a small town in Maine on a stormy night with thunder and lightning sent by