Few things are as beautiful to a writer-reader as an empty bookcase, am I right?
My parents are downsizing, and so this bookcase arrived in my apartment yesterday.
The bookcase has been part of my parents’ lives longer than I have! It was their first big purchase as newlyweds. And yes, family lore holds that even as a baby, I was drawn to the bookcase. I loved being held up to look at (and touch) the books. (There is some evidence of this on home movies, and it’s pretty cute, if I say so myself.) Continue reading ›
Monday brings the weekly batch of no-fee, paying competitions, contests, and calls for submissions—plus jobs for those of us who write (especially those of us who write fiction, poetry, and creative nonfiction).
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In which I participate in David Abrams’s “Sunday Sentence” project, sharing the best sentence I’ve read during the past week, “out of context and without commentary.”
It is mind-boggling to think that a lending library functioned in the midst of Gestapo raids, deportations to Ponar, malnutrition, and unbearable congestion—but the ghetto library at 6 Strashun Street was not just open but also in high demand.
Source: David E. Fishman, The Book Smugglers: Partisans, Poets, and the Race to Save Jewish Treasures from the Nazis (The True Story of the Paper Brigade of Vilna)
Writing-related resources, news, and reflections to enjoy over the weekend. Continue reading ›
Ever since my story collection Quiet Americans was published in January 2011, I’ve been offering quarterly contributions based on recent sales to The Blue Card, an organization that provides assistance to U.S.-based survivors of Nazi persecution and their families. This quarter, the amount was quite small, but thankfully, some people are still buying the book! Continue reading ›
Monday brings the weekly batch of no-fee, paying listings of competitions, contests, and calls for submissions—plus jobs for those of us who write (especially those of us who write fiction, poetry, and creative nonfiction).
Continue reading ›