A few years ago while writing “Crossing Lake Pontchartrain,” I wanted Larry Winstead to revive his neglected writing dream by finding the right person to spark his inspiration. Career collapse, a retching divorce, and corrosive uncertainty about a missing father left Larry hollowed out as a 40-year-old. But a new job, New Orleans, and a single mom yoga instructor named Emma inspire his creative yearn in a close collaboration that also sparks her creativity to paint again afte

I. Now I’m going to ask you to take a long sip of coffee and come with me. Our journey begins with the following sentence from the French...

Part One: A Stranger in the World “And it is the same with all of us: pretend, pretend, pretend. . . and never a word of truth; never a...

In an age of handheld mind magnets, competing for reading attention can be daunting for authors. People texting each other while sitting...