The Shipwreck Rose: Blue Moonlight
Parenthood is a pendulum. Whatever direction our parents swung in the habits and policies of our own raising, we swing that pendulum far back over to the other side.
Gristmill: Capote, We Hardly Knew Ye
In last week’s episode of “Capote vs. the Swans,” our man in letters clawed back some dignity. And a fan ponders the arc of his career.
Point of View: Who Was That Sobersides?
Leafing through some of The Star’s bound volumes, I was chagrined to find my early-1970s columns were unvaryingly issue-oriented.
Guestwords: Too Much Art?
At an arty dinner party in Sag Harbor a woman announced to the table, “There’s just too much art!” If that day ever comes, we’re in trouble.