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Each day, ideas fly through my mind like birds gliding across the vast blue sky. They flicker in my consciousness, capturing my attention for only a moment. “Hmmmm,” I say to myself, or “Interesting.” Then they pass. I haven't ever taken the time to record or catalog my birds. But now, I have entered the world of blogging. Here, in this unique medium, small, significant thoughts or fleeting observations are ...

While listening to the radio yesterday, I heard an interview with a man who was telling the story of how his father had been murdered. I was struck by the way in which the man remembered the incident, which happened when he was 9 years old: “It was dark. They were kids. He was killed.” Then, he would take a breath, collect himself, try again. “It was a gang. He ...

A friend who read Motherland three times wrote to tell me that he had made new discoveries on his most recent reading. He said he looked at the book through the “specially-ground lens” of his own personal experiences. On this reading, he identified “the vividness with which she (Edith) carried, late into her life, the feeling of desertion she had when her parents sent her to safety, even though - ...

If it is true, as the Iowa Writers' Workshop website claims, that "writing cannot be taught but...writers can be encouraged," how can the university expect students to pay thousands and thousands of dollars for an MFA in writing? That's a lot of money for encouragement!

I've been thinking about this question since I occasionally teach one-day writing workshops at colleges in the area. I came upon an interesting sentence at the Iowa Workshop website. "We continue to look for the most promising talent in the country, in our conviction that writing cannot be taught but that writers can be encouraged." I certainly encourage the writers who attend my classes, but I also believe students can ...

In my new book, Is It Night or Day?, I wrote my mother’s story from her perspective. I have only fictionalized this work for the purpose of point of view. My mother, like many survivors, cannot tell her own story so I am attempting to tell it for her. I think that this is one of the responsibilities of the second generation.

The new Illinois Holocaust Museum and Education Center Thanks to all who came to the lecture and museum tour last Thursday. For those in Chicago who could not attend, don't miss the new Illinois Holocaust Museum & Education Center. I was deeply moved by the architecture of the building and the personal items survivors have donated for display. As we walked through the exhibits, my mother began to consider whether ...

The life of a writer can feel distant from readers, I'm hoping to close the gap here. Looking forward to hearing from you.