Thoughts in between brief bouts of beach-combing. (Plus: better-than-average "beach reads").

I'm spending time on the coast and with my favourite authors.

In a matter of days, I’m off to one of my favourite places (if a vague and general descriptor can be a “place”.) I’ll be at a conference in Nova Scotia, followed by some hiking in Prince Edward Island, but for me, it’s all the same. It’s the beach.

I very much dislike the beach when it’s crowded and crusted over with sun worshipers and sinewy bodies. I’m…