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Just a glance

Following, a glance into the draft of my new book (working title) Found and Lost  – a quaisi-biographical epistolary collection meditating on six years and six deaths, future work in this crumpled world, life after the death of loved ones. A few lines from Part V – A Curtain Blows into a Room Saw a bin of basketballs at Gristides(…)

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Hospitality

After two weeks in Dublin, five weeks on Hydra, my friend Dan bullied me into accompanying him to Bulgaria. I resisted the pressure for a week and finally (because he was also helping me edit a new piece of work*) he used his PhD in bullying to a good end. I blew off my return ticket to New(…)

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What now? Tearing pages…

Having calmed (I thought) my young, neglected novella along with my eleven other disturbed creations the other night, I entered a period of empty-headed wellbeing that, unfortunately, was rudely interrupted just now just as the sun was sinking into the Aegean Sea. I heard a disturbing sound that made the hair on my neck stand up straight. I could hardly believe my ears. Again,(…)

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Heard sobs coming from my bookcase

Last night I woke because the usual velvety silence (punctuated by the sound of an occasional tiny caïque in which a solitary fisherman softly put-putts through the moonlight or a disoriented rooster crowing) was interrupted. I could swear I was hearing the sound of  weeping. I sat up. It wasn’t coming from outside on either terrace, above or below, I climbed down(…)

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March 29, 1944

A question I’ve been asked often during talks I’ve give on Anne Frank Remembered, co-written by Miep Gies and myself. [see photo below, Miep and I in Holland just before her 100th birthday]. The question: Why did Anne rewrite her original diary, change names, do various versions? It’s answered here. Taken from The Writer’s Almanac, sent(…)

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PS in Swords

Must get bus at 4:30 to airport to make flight. Told to turn clock forward one hour. Did so: 3:30 became 4:30… (Had put clocks forward two weeks ago in New York. Have now lost not one but two hours of my life.) While waiting for my take-out Irish Puff Pastry with steak and gravy a(…)

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