During the summers, when I was a middle school child, I and my friends often rode our bikes from my home town, Gimli, Manitoba, three…
Hypothermia by Arnaldur Indridason kept me up last night. I haven’t stayed up reading until one in the morning for many years. On the ferry…
The Day Is Dark is Yrsa Sigurdardóttir´s fourth novel for adults. Once again, Thóra Gudmundsdóttir, the detective caught up in the…
My mother became a Credit Union manager quite by accident. My father had gone to the local bank to borrow two hundred dollars to finance…
“Do you remember when you had hair?” It was awhile ago for most of us. But those were the days. The 1950s.…
Many years ago, I was fortunate to have been given a scholarship to The Breadloaf Writer’s Conference. When the teaching year was over, we packed…
Our good friend Samuel, is most interested in the new “constitution” that Christian IX has brought to Iceland. Being an educated American, he doesn’t think…
Sketch by Jemima Wedderburn Blackburn (1823–1909) At five in the morning Zoega, the famous Icelandic guide, had the ponies ready at the shore. For sixteen…
The problem with a .38 special is that it has no stopping power. One highway patrolman shot his assailant three times and his assailant still…
I had a stress test today. I thought they were going to get me into a room and say stressful things like “We just got…