This piece of mine, written Friday, appears on today’s (Monday) op/ed page of the New York Times.
Raise High the P.R. Blitz
by Jennifer Finney Boylan
THE national bereavement over the death of J. D. Salinger provided a strangely public moment in the career of a writer who’d become best known, in recent years, for his reclusiveness. There [...]
The Oprah show that my family and I were on last spring re-runs today, Monday, I believe. You could check it out if you wanted.
The good news is that we were among “Oprah’s Most Memorable Guests.” The bad news is that the other “memorable’ guests included lying Ted Haggard, the Texas Polygamist [...]
Jenny Boylan's eleventh book, FALCON QUINN AND THE BLACK MIRROR, now on sale from HarperCollins!
"You hang around our family, you learn all kinds of stuff."
August, 2002.
With President Clinton and Maine's Governor John Baldacci, fall 2006.
Edward had been my teacher at Johns Hopkins in the winter of 1986. He visited Colby in fall, 2007. As we took our leave of each other, he kissed me on both cheeks and said, "We have done well. You and I."
Jack was my professor at JHU when I did my thesis, back in the day. After many years, I can now confidently say I finally understand his definition of plot. Which is, of course, "the perturbation of an unstable homeostatic system and its catastrophic restoration to a new and complexified equilibrium."
