Specifically category 18, Award for Excellence in North American Jewish History, Division B, second place. “Beautifully written,” begins the comment, which makes it all worthwhile.
You can never read the same poem twice.
I’m in college and suddenly confronted by two wills, one belonging to my grandmother and the other to an ancestor seven generations back.
How fun is this? I’ve got two stories, winners of the annual Moment magazine short fiction contest, in this brand-spanking-new e-book anthology, which includes other prize winners including my very talented friend Racelle Rosett. You can get it here:
This essay, which Moment magazine edited expertly and made look really great, is a taste of the research I’ve been doing over the last few years about the man who had my Savannah townhouse built–the tragedy of his life and the larger tragedy of the times in which he lived.
Cimmaron Review is a journal I’ve admired, and I’m thrilled for my short story, about a father and a son and an anti-nausea patch, to appear in its pages. Does the patch work? Find out in issue 213, out in March 2021.
My mother made a horrendous joke and I didn’t laugh. Check it out at this link:
I married someone with my same name, to general disbelief. After eighteen years I wrote something about it, and now I send the astonished this link.
Every family has special words that mean something only to them. I tried to figure out what one of them means.
This piece is set in Hebron, on the trip to Israel I made with Jeffrey a few years ago. Modern-day political realities kept butting up against the lessons I learned in Hebrew school. The Image blog Good Letters is a wonderful home for progressive religious viewpoints on contemporary culture. http://www.imagejournal.org/2016/04/25/the-cave-of-my-imagination/