I walk my dog around a beautiful neighborhood in southern Ashland, OR. Spikey Victorians interspersed by wide Craftsman and mid-century flat-roofed houses, a patchwork of the architectural history of this town. As I walk, I notice someone has painted “Stay Angry” on the sidewalk. A few more blocks, and there it is again: “Stay Angry”. All around this quiet, hilly, residential neighborhood, someone thinks it’s necessary to remind walkers to remember their rage.  Reading Soraya

The Brontes by Catherine Brighton I had a picture book when I was little called "The Brontës". It showed snapshots of what growing up a...