In recent years my parents—one retired, one close to it—have been reconnecting with their inner children through the magic of Disney. Specifically, through irritatingly frequent trips to Disneyland. Irritating, of course, unless my brother and I are invited to join. (Then it’s fine.) But before these more recent trips began, my family had not been to…
A feminist take on the life of the sometimes-ally, sometimes-antagonist of Arthurian legend. With more historical vibes than fantasy, I think a specific type of reader would really enjoy this book. Not quite for fans of high fantasy, but more for those in favor of historical and/or romantic fiction.
When I was going to school I had a teacher, a realist, by all accounts, who once made the sarcastic quip when the focus of the class suddenly turned to musicals: “Hey, look: someone’s singing, and nobody called the police.” It was funny to those of us in the room. And it was understandable: not…
