BONUS ISSUE: That One Time I Met Cheryl Strayed
Tales from a Church Stairwell
Portland Book Festival is a time for connection.
This is evidenced by the fact all five thousand people there had *somehow* worn the same outfit (black turtleneck, Red Wing boots, some form of flannel—tee hee, oops! PORTLAND HIVE MIND). We, collective WE, looked like a coffee-drinking, bike-riding, army ready to READ SOME BOOKS and KICK SOME ASS. Is it a…