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What Drives Susan Orlean?


Curiosity. That's what.

Confronting my demons and finding my dad

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Somewhere off the Vietnamese coast, the roar of an F/A-18 Hornet shot from the carrier’s number two catapult blasts me awake. Pilots learn to sleep through the bash and rattle of launches and recoveries. But I’m not a pilot, just a reporter, a tourist by another name.

The Dreamer

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The white flakes falling on Interstate 70 in Colorado have turned into big, burdened blobs of snow gathering on the windshield and hood of Marco’s silver Suzuki. In front of him, the highway is a two-wheel trail barely visible under the flurries. KUH-CHUNK! His car plows into a clump of fallen snow that has flown off a semi-truck. His trip to Denver is turning into a dead end. White-knuckled and wary, Marco pulls off into the tiny town of Stratton and books himself into a hotel.

What Drives Susan Orlean?

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Susan Orlean clutches the steering wheel of a black Mercedes and taps the screen of her iPhone while navigating around clogged traffic on the Pacific Coast Highway. She is stressed. - See more at: http://www.themayborn.com/article/what-drives-susan-orlean#sthash.Ps2ismBG.dpuf

Baby Steps for Kelley Benham

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This author knew she had a story of a lifetime when her daughter, Juniper, was born four months too soon. But if your main protagonist can’t talk, what’s a Pulitzer-nominated writer to do?

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