I’m in the middle of reading May Sarton’s diaries published as Journal of a Solitude, and I’ve shamelessly appropriated the title. It’s the latest in my obsession with the private writings of creative women. Despite…
For What It’s Worth
The JOMO on Taylor
You might not have noticed but there have been some concerts recently. I know, I know, it’s been kept on the down-low and only those in the inner circles even knew it was happening. I…