On the Feast of All Souls, it is to the Day of the Dead altars that the departed ones return, caught almost as if by lure, by the florid colors, the smells and the flavors, of foods they cherished on earth.
Fiction moves us, engages us, finds for us truths we may not have recognized when first presented to us as fact. Fiction teaches us agility, the importance of leaping from word to meaning, and the pleasure that’s to be had in doing so.