After losing a friend to suicide and then plunging into a depression, the poet Heather Christle had tears very much on her mind. The result was her first book of nonfiction, “The Crying Book,” which ...

You're not a real New Yorker until you've cried on the subway, or so I've been told and told others and read about in magazines. I must be a real one, then, because I've cried on the subway at least a ...

If you’re looking for a memoir with a logical structure, like a beginning, middle and end, Heather Christle’s meditative “In the Rhododendrons: A Memoir with Appearances by Virginia Woolf” is not the ...