A few words by Joan Didion about California, which – according to this New York Times article – belongs to her. …Not the California where everyone wears aviator sunglasses, owns a Jacuzzi and buys his clothes on Rodeo Drive. But California in the sense of the West. The old West where Manifest Destiny was an [...]

Some words courtesy of my patron saint, Joan Didion, the subject of this recent post by Zan Romanoff on the Paris Review Daily. QUOTE: Joan Didion is the patron saint of girls like me, and it was not until I was gone that I learned that I was not some lone misfit but one of her tribe: girls [...]

From Joan Didion’s The Year of Magical Thinking, a stunning meditation on grief, mourning, loss, and bereavement.

Some words from Joan Didion about our relationship with the spaces we occupy. A list of  places that I have loved radically throughout my life: 1. My parents’ backyard – specifically, the space between the pomegranate and apricot tree in the far right corner where I read and napped on breezy Sunday afternoons. 2. The balcony of [...]

An idea about life, about death and everything in between, courtesy of the great Joan Didion in a 1975 commencement address at the University of California, Riverside.