Americans love their dogs, and Southerners love their storytelling. No Southern storyteller worth his or her salt is without at least one story, funny or poignant or heroic, about a dog, and now 51 fine examples have been collected in Good Dog: True Stories of Love, Loss, and Loyalty.
Love is in the peppermint-scented air in these 12 playful, often touching holiday tales, each by a popular young-adult author. There's flirting and yearning — even an elf prom — amid the fir trees in a collection that represents a rich range of writing styles, voices and holiday traditions.
At the end of the Gospel of Mark, Jesus tells his disciples, "Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature."
Stories for the season
These books offer tales to warm any reader's holiday.
Although Copeland's first ballet class at a Boys and Girls Club in San Pedro, Calif., did not come until she was 13, she swiftly honed her art form to become only the third African-American soloist for the American Ballet Theater (the first in the last two decades). …
Lives in music
These life stories might hit the right note for music lovers on your gift list.
The story of Brittany Maynard, the terminally ill woman in Oregon who committed suicide in November after making her intention public, forces us to consider — or repress — wrenching questions about how life ends. As that discussion continues in homes, legislatures and places of worship, please make room for …
Samuel Hynes is an emeritus professor of literature at Princeton University and author of the well-known memoir of his aviator exploits in World War II, Flights of Passage (1988), as well as The Soldiers' Tale (1994) and several other scholarly and military works. At age 90, he has now written …
Anderson is a former publisher who oversaw Breitenbush Books, a publishing house he founded in Portland, Ore., in 1975. Early next year, Anderson, 62, will see his own book published when Caravel Books releases his novel, The Never-Open Desert Diner. Anderson …
When I was a little baby boomer back in the 1950s, bowling was a wholesome family sport. Several nights a week, my parents bowled in different leagues, wearing crisply ironed team shirts with their names stitched on the chests. Meanwhile, my brothers and I safely ran riot in the bowling alleys, cadging pretzels …