Maybe to truly write about And These Are The Good Times by the Patricia Ann McNair we need to share the title in its entirety, which is "And These Are The Good Times - A Chicago gal riffs on sex, life, dancing, writing, wonder, loneliness, place, family, faith, coffee, and the FBI (among other things)." We say that, because the good times in McNair's world are many, because it is a life well-lived. But her life, like all lives are also complex and hard. People and pets die. Divorces happen. Words are written, and not. Significant others live too far away when we least want them to. It is the stuff of life, in the same way sex, dancing, and coffee are, and there is so much potential joy and wonder in all of it. It's just that sometimes, many times, the good times, are merely the best moments among those moments that aren't otherwise so great. Writers have the gift of capturing what the room, and the car, and the bars, and our brains feels like and taste like as life constantly crashes into itself, but what makes McNair so unique is that all of it, the good times, the bad times, the good in the bad, is shared not only with both grace and grit, but positivity. Life is life is life and we must allow its waves to wash over us as we keep dancing, and smoking cigarettes, and buying skirts, and working in gas stations, and finding love. Because And These Are The Good Times is that too, a love story. It's about entering relationships that transform us, and making sense throughout our lives of the love we we were born into. We recogize that not everyone is fortunate enough to have either, much less both, but McNair is, and she appreciates it, and she writes about it, and she lives hard, and in awe of it, and her willingness to do so means our lives as readers are the better for it.