My Vocabulary Is Adequate For Writing Notes

…i Go Through A Story For Lies. I Might Discover The Lie Of Trying To Show Off. Sometimes They’re Lies Of Character. Sometimes They Are Lies Of Writing The Most Beautiful Sentence In The World That Has Nothing To Do With The Story.

People Say, "why Do You Call Your Kids Up, Why Do You Worry Like That?" And I Say, "i Was Raised Like That." My Grandmother Looked At My Father With The Same Eyes When He Was Sixty And She Was Eighty-five.

I Saw My Ex-husband In The Street. I Was Sitting On The Steps Of The New Library. Hello, My Life, I Said. We Had Once Been Married For Twenty-seven Years, So I Felt Justified. He Said, What? What Life? No Life Of Mine.

Hindsight, Usually Looked Down Upon, Is Probably As Valuable As Foresight, Since It Does Include A Few Facts.

My Family Were Russian Jews. They Got You To Read As Soon As You Could. And Then Assumed You Would Read A Lot. People Didn't Really Tell Stories But They Were Good Talkers. That's Important For A Writer, To Hear Speakers.