So, I’m not expecting to see my byline in The New Yorker anytime soon.
For that matter, The New York Times Books Desk probably isn’t all that happy with me, either.
You know, there’s a lot I could try to articulate about why I react so vehemently to certain things I read, and why I’m willing to take some big professional risks to express what I believe needs saying in response. Even (perhaps especially?) when the venues concerned are ones I grew up seeing in my family home and have continued to subscribe to myself throughout adulthood, to this day.
But I’m exhausted. Each of these situations takes a lot out of me.
And I’m busy.
And it’s almost time for a holiday break.
So to that end, I hope that everyone who may be celebrating (yes, that includes everyone at The New Yorker and The New York Times) has a joyous and meaningful Jewish New Year. Shanah tovah. See you back here on Friday (because as a Reform Jew I focus on the first day of Rosh Hashanah; other Jews may not return to regular routine quite so fast).