Somehow, without even noticing, we have ironically lost the values that are what make people want to come to the United States in the first place. Put...
A History of Shame
June 6, 2016
Although I’ve been writing and publishing for 50 years, I’m always thrilled when a new book is launched. THE RED SCARF, published recently, is the seq...
The Good Wife
October 25, 2013
Although I believe censorship is a potential danger to the First Amendment’s protection of free speech, I find myself wistful for the bad old days of...
Why I Find Myself Wistful for
the Old Days of Movie Censorship
June 24, 2016
August 21, 2013
Although I’ve been writing and publishing for fifty years, I’m always thrilled when a new book is launched. THE RED SCARF, published just this week, is the sequel to THE HAT. And its sequel, THE NECKLACE, is in process on my computer, and should be finished soon. The three novels follow Kate Brady from the age of eighteen to eighty and reflect my keen interest in the lives of women.
We are wives, widows, daughters, mothers, sisters, grandmothers, aunts; we run houses and businesses; we nurture babies and organize neighborhoods; we take care of parents; we garden and run for Congress; we listen and console. Writing has revealed these fulfilling, frustrating, satisfying roles to me as I’ve tried to understand and celebrate the gloriously complicated lives of women for my own and my readers’ discovery.
So when I’m asked at readings where I get my ideas, my answer is always the same—namely, from my conscious and unconscious life as a woman.
Beginning when I was a girl of twelve.
“Why won’t Mom ever talk about our father?” I asked my older brother. Kenny was at the advanced age of seventeen to my twelve; tall and street-smart, he could drive a car and work after school and figure skate at the Elysium and yell at our mother. I had already asked him questions about sex, but the answer I sought now seemed more dangerous...