I paint. These evenings, I no longer gravitate to the towering piles of books on my nightstand and bookshelves, nor do I bother with my own writing. Instead, I have spent a good deal of bitterly cold winter nights painting. This recent extra-curricular development is unambitious. I do not fantasize pretentious gallery openings or cocktail [...]

Gee, Brain, what do you want to do tonight? The same thing we do every night, Pinky. TRY TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD. Now, don’t laugh. I’m taking over the world and have already indoctrinated quite a few students into my English’s major cult. How do I know that are we— little girls who …