Memoirs...Mem-noirs
My thoughts swirled like a whirlwind of tiny dust particles caught in a beam of sunlight when it hits the living room floor...random, floating, too small to grasp or capture, plentiful. Much of this was because I had been sporadically reading a number of those Best American series of books. It's something I do every three years or so, order about 8 or 10 of the books from past years (in this case from 2017 to 2020) and see what I may have missed. New (to me at least) was the series Best American Food Writing (their other collections span everything from sports to science & nature, short stories to mysteries, travel to poetry, and more, even comics and non-required reading). As before, I found it dazzling to read just from the few I had ordered. The writing was as terrific as in past years, and reminded me of the difficult task each editor faces when honing down the list from the hundreds and hundreds of submitted published pieces, t...