Eric Lanke

This is a collection of nine essays. And like most collections of essays, some of them cohere better than others. Danto talks about “art” in...

“Stay,” Eleanor said. “Where are you going at this hour?” It was a little after eight o’clock. I’d already had two drinks at the board’s r...

I’m sorry to say that this is a book without a single dogeared quote or comment from me. Which is unexpected, given the author’s opening e...

When the board meeting was over Eleanor took me aside. There was a reception starting for them in twenty minutes, and then a dinner, and mos...

One of the things I like about Maugham novels is that they generally take me some time to figure out. I’ve written before about how Maugham ...

“Thank you for that report, Alan,” Eleanor was saying twenty minutes later, after my presentation and with everyone reconvened around the bo...

If you want to enjoy this book, don’t see the movie first. Because the movie spoils the book, and not just from the point of view of giving ...