Paris Memoir
Where were you when you learned that President Kennedy was shot?
What does a memoirist really remember? Mortifying to confess, I remember where I was when I heard the news of the event in relation to
November 21, 2013
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, for now, to launch (a k a promote) my new memoir, My Brilliant Friends: Our Lives in Feminism. Naturally, I inhabit both spaces, which makes for a strangely bifurcated, though far from boring, existence. Click to view both Feminist Friendship Archive and My Multifocal Life projects.