I don't know Gretchen Rubin very well --- we're Facebook friends, occasional e-mail pals and, once a year or so, we have lunch --- but I would have said she's got the world on a string.

She's described her husband as attentive and loving, her kids as...

On January 4, 1960 --- exactly fifty years ago --- Albert Camus had a train ticket to Paris in his pocket. But he chose to travel with a friend who drove a Facel-Vega, a car so luxurious and high-powered its ads boasted it was "For the Few Who Own the...

Elizabeth Gilbert's memoirs begin in crisis.

In Eat, Pray, Love, she's on her bathroom floor at three in the morning, desperate to end her marriage.

In the just-published sequel, Committed: A Skeptic Makes Peace with Marriage, Felipe -- the Brazilian she loves too much...

The invasion of Iraq began two weeks after our daughter's first birthday. It was launched with "shock and awe" -- 1700 jets, 500 of them armed with cruise missiles, lighting up the Baghdad sky. The strikes, we were told, were "surgical." That is, every effort was made to avoid civilian...

Come the holidays, and the butcher shops in my zip code are filled with birds.

Turkey? It's the other white meat now --- it's ordinary. When I press my nose against the window, I'm ogling pheasant and goose. Here, clearly, the recession is over.

Still, we're casting our dinner...

It was the last benefit of the summer in the Hamptons. Rufus Wainwright and Norah Jones were the headliners. Martha Wainwright - sister of Rufus, a comparative unknown --- was the opening act. As she came on stage, the audience was checking its make-up, texting, drinking, chatting.

Talk about...

When it's time to name the Song of the Year, list-makers who don't put "Home" in their Top Five may come to feel...sheepish.

That's because there's a medicine show coming your way, guaranteed to cure whatever ails you. And the best service someone like me can provide is to...

It's hard to get excited about a comedian when you don't watch TV and don't go to comedy clubs. I missed George Carlin when he was making a name for himself in the 1970s, I skipped his groundbreaking HBO specials. I never saw him live. When I finally caught his...

She kept 300 snails as pets. She drank a quart of gin a day. She considered robbery worse than murder. She left the United States to live in Europe because of what she called "the Negro problem" -- by which she did not mean discrimination against Negroes, but the civil...

Phil Spector is a killer and a sleaze, but he is also a tragedy. When he was ten years old, his father parked the family car and connected a hose to the exhaust pipe. Later, his mother chased him around the kitchen, brandishing a knife and shouting, "Your father killed...

Music CDs cost no more than a movie ticket. Books don't cost much more than dinner at Applebee's. But things -- things suggest diamonds, watches, foreign travel, furs, cars. Expensive stuff, in short. Stuff you won't be buying this year.

But there are only so many cool books to give,...

It's the season of the boxed sets and the Christmas CD. (Bob Dylan, anyone?) The month of Susan Boyle and Glee, Rihanna and Lady GaGa.

To quote Sarah Palin, "Thanks, but no thanks."

For me, the holidays are the ideal time for unexpected gifts -- music that defines...

Come now the holidays, and -- if we can stop thinking about the bad news that surrounds us -- maybe we can make these few weeks an island of caring and kindness. In another universe, we might express those tender feelings directly, but that feels so icky to most of...

The first time I took the elevator to Twyla Tharp's penthouse was a grey, chilly morning in early April. We sat in her minimalist office that overlooked a terrace that overlooked Central Park, but when you're in a room with Twyla Tharp, it's hard to notice anything else.

To say...

When last we left Christopher Hirsheimer and Melissa Hamilton, they had triumphantly self-published Canal House Cooking Volume No. 1 -- and we had adopted it as our never-fail summer cookbook. Now our tans have faded, the leaves have fallen and they're back with Volume No. 2,...

For almost half of her 7.5 years, our daughter has gone to sleep as her mother delivers a lecture. Not the kind of lecture that follows bad behavior -- our kid just prefers facts to fiction. And so her mother gives a nightly discourse called "Bore Me to Sleep."

Our...

I came to Cormac McCarthy so late that the first book of his I tried to read was "No Country for Old Men". It was so silly I had to put it down. Forget the very satisfying violence and the plot about stolen money. Consider the Texas sheriff who meditates...

I can tell the holidays are coming because cookie baking has commenced. Right now we're in the experimental mode. I've just sampled chocolate cookies with chocolate-covered espresso beans, and although they seemed fine to me, they were unceremoniously trashed -- not up to the standards of the establishment, I was...

Two guys I didn't know asked me to write a piece about men for an anthology about Good Men. I have learned to be cautious about invitations like this, so I asked for a list of possible topics. Sure, they said, and hit SEND.

"Boomers wasted years on sex and...

For a writer of memoirs, Mary Karr has had a charmed life. That is, a lot has happened, almost all of it colorful, much of it painful. And, in each of her three books, she's followed the advice of mentor Tobias Wolff ("Take no care for your dignity") and produced...