I hear my wife, Valerie, calling my name. “Oh, Wi-i-ll,” she sings, in a high, melodious warble reserved to signify the advent of the strange and the amusing. “Look what […]
THE STORYTELLERS
Poet in Residence
The writer’s fantasy: that words can have an enormous effect
One spring morning, my wife, Valerie, found a column in the San Francisco paper about Weed, Calif., which was getting ready to capitalize on its merchantable name. I e-mailed my […]
