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Things. Objects. Junk. Stuff. I have a lot of it, and sometimes I feel as though it has me. In the rooms where I write, I am haunted by great writers; the floor-to-almost-ceiling bookshelves packed […]

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but ours is no cookie-cutter love

I can think of a few holidays I adore: Rosh Hashanah—for me, not just a dry run for the changing of the year but a day of peaceful bread kneading and self-reflection; Halloween—the crazy costumes, […]

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It’s Christmas, but you wouldn’t know it by my house, which has no tree, no wrapped presents, no fauxflake or stocking or stray spray of tinsel. It’s not because I’m a curmudgeon. I just started […]

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