I just returned from visiting my family in Memphis, a city I really enjoy. I journaled my visit. I have capitulated and used "journal" as a verb. Shame on me.
|On the right page, scenes from my son's yard.|
We went to Oxford, Mississippi and toured the home of William Faulkner. There is a statue of him downtown on the square, sitting on a bench. I wanted to ask him, "Why did you make your books so hard to read?" Faulkner won the two Pulitzers and the Nobel Prize, and the town of Oxford fairly reeks of literary air. The tiny square has at least three bookstores, and John Grisham lives there.