Friday, November 16

May I suggest to you a short story in the current issue of the New Yorker. It's very sad, but it's sad because it's expressive of a truth that happens to be sad: an emptiness at the core of modern culture and society that strips life of its richness and humanity, found in any number of places: a pumpkin patch, children caught in neglect, and abortion. It's called On the Frontage Road and it's by Michael Chabon.
Happy Birthday to my husband Michael!


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