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I’m someone who believes that fiction can lead a person to Truth more than any other medium. Case in point: Several years ago Michael Cunningham, the author of The Hours and several other beautiful, moody novels, was in Tulsa. I had read The Hours twice and discussed it with my book group. I had also seen the movie version. The character of Laura Brown haunted me.
I think that Grumpy Cat may, in fact, be one of the great existential philosophers of our time. I suspect that he has his finger (paw?) on the pulse of joy. After all, things fall apart. Life is suffering. I’ve already lost about half of you, right?
I discovered Emily Bronte in 1992. I wasn’t the first to discover her and I won’t be the last, but my initial reading of Wuthering Heights during my 17th year was as marvelous a discovery as any. See, Wuthering Heights was written for me. Sure, you’ve read it, too, but I daresay it’s a different book for me than it is for you and that’s why people continue to read it and
Recently I watched the movie Lincoln, an epic film that was based in part on Doris Kearns Goodwin’s tome Team of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham Lincoln and adapted for the screen by the brilliant Tony Kushner. It was not lost on me that this remarkable film’s script was created by the same Pulitzer Prize winning playwright responsible for