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Nonfiction
Nonfiction
Once, when young and proud, I tried to grasp the enormity of the past.
Story of the Week
We’re tired. In bed, we hold hands. We watch TV. But do you want more?
Nonfiction
We’d never had a cross word, but I’d never corrected him.
Features
The slow-falling leaves contain the space of the story I’m pursuing.
Nonfiction
What about writers who come suddenly into full power late in life?
Story of the Week
When I come to be old, I resolve not to tell the same story over and over.
Story of the Week
If he could not evade a serious question by a joke, he bolted.
Story of the Week
I had forgotten how to breathe, and then I learned again, all at once.
Nonfiction
The onus is on you, because you care about your car and your life.
Nonfiction
There isn’t a nice Jewish boy in sight—not that I’m looking for one.
Story of the Week
I was opposed to the taking of human life. I was opposed to all war.
Story of the Week
When the doctors’ voices started turning to noise, I didn’t fight it.
Nonfiction
This is a novel that contains more than its actuarial share of falls.
Story of the Week
Give him a bottle of red wine. You’ll be his best friend right away.
Classics
Literary gatherings are a nightmare because writers have no shop talk.
Winter Contest Winners
Our eyes searched for the island, but ahead there was only overcast.
Story of the Week
“The basis of literary friendship is mixing the poisoned bowl.”