Impersonal, fragmented, context-free writing (I can’t bring myself to call it narrative) overrun by egregiously bad metaphors and similes. I don’t know how something can feel so self-indulgent and still give you no indication who the author is. Thankfully, there were brief moments that managed to sp...
Part travelogue, part journal, Gretel Ehrlich writes from her own wild west Walden Pond -- but it's got sage brush, rattlesnakes, tornadoes and nights that hit 40 below. She says she didn't plan to stay. She came to "the planet of Wyoming" after the loss of her partner, to write an article for PBS(?...