A Review of Barton Swaim’s Memoir, <i>The Speechwriter</i>
In 2016 an American writer pauses at his keyboard. He is working on a project,
but this morning he has decided to put it aside to write a letter to America.
The letter
The forgotten package
In a real, dark night of the soul, it is always three o’clock in the morning. –
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Billow bright, our faces flung open—
Cracked from the top down for a
What is Your Desiderata
Could be miss you could be mask.
Is it next time yet? Round comes the boy
saying let’s eat the whole thing more.
Only: sound fennels its ripened nut
and clings from
Room to Grow
E. B. White, author of Charlotte’s Web, was once asked by an interviewer if he
ever felt the need to “shift gears” when writing for children. He replied,
“Anybody who shifts gears
She Left Me at a Praise Rally
I wasn’t confused about much when I was 16, really just three things: God,
myself, and other people. The first was the most important—my church, my youth
group, and my Christian