Gift

I’m giving myself a gift. I don’t generally, during the holidays, but this year, yes, this year…? Yes. The internet has changed the world for writers. It’s a good thing, in many ways, but I have, truthfully, felt a bit smothered by it—the necessity for promotion, the struggle to be everywhere, to be heard. I … More Gift

In Boxes

You can’t put Haydn in a box. You can’t put Bach in a box either, because he’ll find a way to squirm out of it — those endlessly growing and weaving themes, you know, but Haydn is more deceptive. Because he worked during that eighteenth century movement of reaction and refinement, you might think it … More In Boxes