Sorry about the plastics. And the radiation. And the pesticides. I really regret that you won't be hearing any birdsong anytime soon, either, but at least you've got that wonderful musical cawing of the crows to keep your mornings bright.
For bestselling author T.C. Boyle, writing is both an obsessive-compulsive behavior and the highest thing he can aspire to. He talked with Max Tholl to discuss the educative purpose of art, teaching creativity and the deepest desires of human nature.
Among literature's most popular plot devices are the obstructions authors put on the road of love.
It's hard not to get engrossed when two characters are thwarted from finding happiness with each other.
Spanning more than 30 years, from the 1970s through the present, and featuring manuscripts, correspondence, professional files and teaching material the archive covers the breadth of T.C. Boyle's prolific career.
Three books, three years in a row. What does that mean? That means that a weary author must once again heft his two miserable shoulder bags stuffed with underwear and submit himself to the ministrations of the TSA and the howling inadequacy of air travel.