gemma D. alexander

A while back I wrote a post about the erroneous perception that heavy metal has to be grim and angry and depressing. Even a lot...

I was stopped at a red light while driving my daughter to preschool. Next to me was one of those public wastelands, a strip of...

Sometimes I wish I didn’t live in such a fabulous city. On any given day, there is not only some kind of art event going...

In the week running up to Iceland Writers Retreat, I really dove into Icelandic fiction. It turns out that Icelandic novelists can be pretty challenging,...

If you have a little girl, or know a little girl, you have to take her to see A Midsummer Night’s Dream at Pacific Northwest...