I saw a well-produced documentary on Toni Morrison on PBS last night. She casts a spell on writers, friends, critics, and publishers, and her five novels caused her to receive the Nobel Prize in Literature, which ain't too shabby. In among the many video clips and stills were several stills of her holding or waving a pipe. The first time, I thought it was some offhanded joke, but when a pipe picture showed up for the second or third time (and these photos had undoubtedly been approved by her) I thought, gosh, Toni Morrison is a pipe smoker. If I knew how to get it to her through her screeners and staff, I'd send her a tin. She's definitely one of our most distinguished literary pipe smokers of the times.