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I’ll be staying with a friend for a few days in Paris later this summer. To thank her for her hospitality I decided to treat
I’ll be staying with a friend for a few days in Paris later this summer. To thank her for her hospitality I decided to treat
Spinning My Wheels Procrastination: Take Three. Failing to progress on my summer projects, I reread the work where I left it last year. Although rereading
Procrastination, Take Two: Yes, it’s that time of year in academia. The spring semester is almost over, except, of course for the grading. The papers straggle
Last week I received an email that began: “I am writing to inform you that you are using copyrighted material on your website which appears
The semester is almost over. Next week is my last class. Soon, my academic calendar will clear and…And what? Which of the many pieces of
I’ve just returned from a lecture trip to South Carolina. Among other things, I gave a talk called “My Memoirs Made Me Jewish,” a paradox
Saturday night I watched the showing of Nancy Kates’s marvelous documentary about Susan Sontag at the Tribeca Film Festival. I was lucky enough to belong
In the year 2000 I received a phone call from a real estate broker who informed me that I had inherited a small plot of
Is it just me? Why do certain epithets remain attached to the term feminist, no matter how erroneous or out of date? Bra-burning, man-hating, angry,
Ann Beattie, a well-known writer and a vice president for literature of the American Academy of Arts and Letters, has a problem: she’s tired of
Welcome. Some musings on my current preoccupations with the worlds of illness and the worlds of books, the vicissitudes of living with cancer and the need now, in my eighties, to imagine what new writing might be.