Sarah Laurence

After reviewing novels for 15 years and plotting my own, it's not often that a book surprises me, but Cleyvis Natera 's  Neruda on t...

What looks like an insta-love romance becomes something else entirely as lies accumulate on both sides of Someday, Somewhere by Lindsay C...

I usually post my best young adult fiction list in December, but this year I was moving between sabbaticals in Japan and in the UK with a ...

Carl Schurz Park, Yorkville, New York City, tulips above and walkway below. Every year we gather in New York City for Passover. My pa...

Simpson's Point where I watch bald eagles, ospreys and great blue herons catch fish. It may sound strange to pair a nature memoir...

Tonight the Streets Are Ours by Leila Sales could be a Millennial epilogue to Ibsen's A Doll's House . As much as I empathized w...

Henry and Sarah Laurence I was in college when my future husband met me by chance. After moving into off campus housing, my phone stoppe...

What I woke up to this morning...in mid April!  At least I got my daffodil fix last week in NYC. The people at Columbia Colleg...

After seven months of writing, I have completed the first draft of a new young adult novel! It's a  rough  draft riddled with incon...