Of all the curators at the Samuel Mather Parrington Museum, I liked Michael Overton the least. He was a loud, bustling, back-slapping...
Luther shot the coyote bitch on Wednesday. She didn’t make a sound, just fell ass over teakettle into the defile, blood blooming...
At the end of the first act of Hamlet, the Prince of Denmark has a problem.
Now, what you think that problem is depends on how...
I cut off her head before I buried her.
I had no tools suitable to the task—only my pocketknife and the shovel—and it was a long...
An expert in 17th century literature and a dedicated book collector, Sarah Monette is also the author of several dozen fantasy...
