Sheff vividly notes that "the human brain on meth does not look like fried eggs. It looks more like the night sky over Baghdad during the first weeks of the war." Few books I've read have contained the emotional and visceral power of this one.

Jesse Stone discovers that the challenges he's faced and the actions he continues to take by putting his own life in harm's way are part of his self-imposed penance.

Before you run out to the theater on May 16th to see Prince Caspian, do yourself a favor: grab a copy of the book and read it (or listen to the audio version). Your imagination will thank you later.

The presidential election season grows longer every four years, and ever since I've been able to vote, I've longed for it to finally come to an end. Can Claiborne and Haw and their sense of humor help the faithful be more focused this election year?

Isabella-the supercomputer in Blasphemy, offers a quote that I think could spawn a great philosophy class discussion: "The future is-and must be-profoundly hidden, even from God. Otherwise, existence would have no meaning."