Lockwood’s prose is cute and dirty and innocent and experienced, Betty Boop in a pas de deux with David Sedaris. Advertisement Continue reading the main storyGreg Lockwood is no typical Catholic priest. He’s a big bear of a man, fond of guns, cream liqueurs, pork rinds and flatulence as a conversational gambit. Advertisement Continue reading the main story“A beautiful backdrop is an aesthetic luxury, same as shelves of books and music lessons and trips to museums on weekends,” she writes. Advertisement Continue reading the main storyBy its midpoint, however, “Priestdaddy” has begun to drift.

Source: New York Times May 03, 2017 20:06 UTC