Tag archives: So Cal: Dispatches from the End of the World
Joe Donnelly’s SoCal is a Strange and Stirring Cornucopia
The pantheon of male American writers is a grab bag. Terkel, Mailer, Hamill, Hemingway — these tough guys and their generally hormonal prose are almost a literary brand. Plimpton — with his willowy erudition, patrician accent, and Paris Review creds — runs with another herd. Our Joe Donnelly is a third species, as evidenced by […]
