The Rare Virtue of Interior Spaciousness: or, Bigger on the Inside
at Shenandoah
On Ishmael and whale skin and what it feels like to be a reader

I Don't Read to Like
at The Millions
On why I routinely botch the question, "What do you like to read?" despite my last name

The Lady Vanishes
at The Appendix
On L. Frank Baum's pre-Oz career as a window dresser and the spectacle
of a live woman's disembodied head selling hats on the streets of San Francisco

Why I'm Glad I Was Swindled
at Huffington Post
While I was researching con artists, I was taken by a pair of swindlers. Ironies abound.

The Twelve Best Con Artist Schemes Ever
at Huffington Post
Okay, ever in American history. But still.