By Liz Garrigan, NASHVILLE SCENE The relationship between the NRA and Sens. Bob Corker and Lamar Alexander is like a bad marriage. They fear a falling out could mean being out on their asses, clothes on the sidewalk, with nothing but herpes and an empty bank account to remember their former bond. Metaphorically speaking.
By Liz Garrigan, CHAPTER 16 J.R. Moehringer has always said he wanted to write a novel, and it’s fitting that his first is a work of historical fiction based on the life of William “Willie” Sutton, as it hangs on reams of fascinating research...
By Liz Garrigan, HEMISPHERES MAGAZINE “Oh, you’ve got to check out that hair behind you,” says Sondra Radvanovsky, over sea bass at L’Avenue. The 'do is indeed a marvel, but it’s not the only dramatic coiffure in this tony lunch spot, attractive both for...
By Liz Garrigan, NASHVILLE SCENE Are you The Great Pumpkin? Santa? Or did one of them send you? Because what you have given journalists is nothing short of wondrous....
By Liz Garrigan, CHAPTER 16 Amazon, we really need to talk. My relationship with you feels like an illicit love affair because, I suppose, it sort of is. I...
By Liz Garrigan, CHAPTER 16 Six years ago, state authorities in Florida investigated a child neglect case so vile and gut-wrenching that even an experienced social worker and a...
Sens. Corker and Alexander: the NRA’s Bitches
By Liz Garrigan, NASHVILLE SCENE The relationship between the NRA and Sens. Bob Corker and Lamar Alexander is like a bad marriage. They fear a falling out could mean being out on their asses, clothes on the sidewalk, with nothing but herpes and an empty bank account to remember their former bond. Metaphorically speaking.
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