His name is Etgar Keret. If you want to know about the parrot, read here. More importantly below I have a link to his short stories that are translated and online.
http://www.laweekly.com/authors/etgar-keret/. You can buy his anthologies online translated into English. (Except for the most recent one, it's only in Hebrew).
If you are still reading, something awesome happened besides the parrot thing. This year when I was teaching high schoolers about Israel on Sundays, I brought some of his short stories to class and we read them during one of our last sessions. None of the students had ever heard of them.
Last night I saw one of the students at the reading. She was first in line to buy a copy of his book and get it signed. I was so happy, but too shy to say hello to her. That kind of happiness lives in the fourth dimension that Keret talked about last night.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
The Man by the Lake
On a balmy Saturday night, August 7, 2010 the city of Chicago was a flurry of activity. With at least three street festivals, Lollapalooza. and a major league baseball game, the glory of summer in Chicago was palpable. And of course what has become sadly norm, there were murders in the City on Saturday as well, which will be followed by wailing mourners at funerals this week proving the Great Gatsby is alive and well in the Midwest.
But something spectacular happened on Saturday night that has nothing to do Green Day’s epic concert, a woman making potato pancakes at Retro on Roscoe, or even a boater saved from drowning.
Cindy Friedman, a Lakeview resident, met up with her friend Betsy at Fullerton and the lake to watch the Navy Pier fireworks. Several other people were there, too, taking in the bright flashes in the dark summer sky above Lake Michigan. Cindy and Betsy were chatting when they noticed a man and woman walking South on the lake front path. Both women noticed that the man was wearing an air cast, but seemed very uncomfortable and was walking with a heavy limp and his foot was going off to the right.
Shortly after he passed them, one of the fireworks spectators started running to the man with the air cast. He yelled, “Sir, hold on, wait, your boot is on backwards, let me help you.”
The man with the air cast said that he had been shot, and this is how the cast was put on.
The fireworks spectator “took off the man’s sock and boot, completely redid it for the man, twisted the boot the right way, spent time with the guy, explaining what was wrong,” Cindy said.
When the man and his friend continued walking south, it was evident that his foot was straight and he was limping much less and looked much more comfortable.
Cindy and Betsy lauded their fellow fireworks spectator. He shrugged and said, “This is what I do when I see a boot not fitting the way it should.”
The good citizen fits children for leg braces for a living.
“It is a beautiful thing to be able to see a good Samaritan at work,” Cindy said. “There should only be more people like the man by the lake.”
written after seeing Cindy's posting on Facebook!
But something spectacular happened on Saturday night that has nothing to do Green Day’s epic concert, a woman making potato pancakes at Retro on Roscoe, or even a boater saved from drowning.
Cindy Friedman, a Lakeview resident, met up with her friend Betsy at Fullerton and the lake to watch the Navy Pier fireworks. Several other people were there, too, taking in the bright flashes in the dark summer sky above Lake Michigan. Cindy and Betsy were chatting when they noticed a man and woman walking South on the lake front path. Both women noticed that the man was wearing an air cast, but seemed very uncomfortable and was walking with a heavy limp and his foot was going off to the right.
Shortly after he passed them, one of the fireworks spectators started running to the man with the air cast. He yelled, “Sir, hold on, wait, your boot is on backwards, let me help you.”
The man with the air cast said that he had been shot, and this is how the cast was put on.
The fireworks spectator “took off the man’s sock and boot, completely redid it for the man, twisted the boot the right way, spent time with the guy, explaining what was wrong,” Cindy said.
When the man and his friend continued walking south, it was evident that his foot was straight and he was limping much less and looked much more comfortable.
Cindy and Betsy lauded their fellow fireworks spectator. He shrugged and said, “This is what I do when I see a boot not fitting the way it should.”
The good citizen fits children for leg braces for a living.
“It is a beautiful thing to be able to see a good Samaritan at work,” Cindy said. “There should only be more people like the man by the lake.”
written after seeing Cindy's posting on Facebook!
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Sunday, August 1, 2010
Children's Literary Journal
My friends have kids who are very creative and amazing. After talking to a friend today, I decided to start an online children's literary journal for 7-17 year olds.
If you know of a kid, tween or teen who likes to write or create art and would like to publish their work, check out the guidelines for publication.
Why am I doing this? I remember being a kid who liked to write, and it would have been nice to have something like this.
If you know of a kid, tween or teen who likes to write or create art and would like to publish their work, check out the guidelines for publication.
Why am I doing this? I remember being a kid who liked to write, and it would have been nice to have something like this.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Where the author left me
Recently I’ve been thinking about a book nonstop that I finished several days ago. This happens to me from time to time. However, usually I don’t have the opportunity, as I did this evening, to attend a reading and meet the author of a book that holds hostage my brain for days, sometimes weeks, and sometimes years at a time.
It’s not always an entire narrative that captivates my unbridled interest. Sometimes it’s just a scene, a paragraph or a character. In addition, what captivates me need not contribute significantly to the plot. For example, the last scene in “Girl With the Dragon Tattoo” has stuck with me since I read it over a month ago.
The novel currently occupying my brain cells is “This is Where I Leave You” by Jonathan Tropper, and what I haven’t (until tonight) been able to resolve is how I could enjoy the journey and the persona of the protagonist, while at the same time loathing his misogynist and superficial summations of women and what a man wants in a women.
In fact, Judd Foxman has confirmed what I’ve suspected men think all along: if you aren’t a woman who looks like a model, you aren’t much of a woman at all.
But still, despite my disappointment in Judd, I still adored him. It reminded me of my favorite quote from Eat, Pray Love, a book that I initially loved and then wanted to burn at the end of reading it: “I have a tendency not only to see the best in everyone, but to assume that everyone is emotionally capable of reaching his highest potential...I have been a victim of my own optimism. “
Could Judd possibly as big of an asshole as he seemed? Is this really how men are? How they think?
Mr Tropper answered my question. He said, there is a part of all men that are like that. However, Judd is wearing the lenses of a man (and this is on the back of the book so I’m not ruining anything) whose beloved wife has slept with his boss for an entire year and he has just found out about it. He is emasculated, humiliated, and devastated. Of course he is going to look at women negatively.
So Mr. Tropper has rented some sympathy for Judd. But then I realized that had Judd been a woman whose husband had cheated on her, I would have no problem with the male depictions in the book. It is just jarring to read it from a different perspective. The female characters include three adulterous women, a therapist engaged to her patient, and a mother more eccentric than the Barbara Streisand character in Meet the Fockers.
What left me thinking is that despite how empathetic I may think I am, I will inevitably jump to the wrong conclusions sometimes about what motivates people and characters to do what they do and think what they think.
It reminds of a story of when my friend Scott dropped me off at synagogue before Sunday School and I was fretting.
“There’s no way the receptionist actually made the copies or made them correctly. I’m going to just have to do it myself and I’m going to be rushed. I just know it.”
And Scott wisely told me, “Sharna, you don’t know anything.”
And more often than not, he’s right.
Just like, in what I think was the most poignant part the book, Judd realizes what he has thought all along about his relationship with his brother is inaccurate and skewed. I too frequently fall into that pattern and think most of us do.
….
At the book reading I asked Mr. Tropper if he is Jewish. He said that he is and that it would have been really gutsy for someone not Jewish to write a book about a family observing shiva. Then he went on to dismiss the notion (which I didn’t suggest but many other have) that this is a Jewish book.
Mr. Tropper, this is a Jewish book and on your tour you should consider going to Temple B’nai Beth Israel Shalom Emet Sinai Hillel Tikvah. It’s not just the setting that is Jewish, but the conflicts faced by the characters are Jewish problems. It doesn’t mean that the book is not appealing to all audiences, but “This is Where I Leave You” deals with Jewish apathy, identity problems, intermarriage, faithlessness and dysfunctional relationships between parents and their children.
Besides, the spread that they will have at the JCC will probably be better than that ice coffee you drank at Borders.
…..
And one more thing. It is clear that your characters were not very good Hebrew school students as there is a major theological flaw in your entire Shiva premise. Do you know what it is?
…………
New York Times take on the book
Excerpt
Author's Web Site
It’s not always an entire narrative that captivates my unbridled interest. Sometimes it’s just a scene, a paragraph or a character. In addition, what captivates me need not contribute significantly to the plot. For example, the last scene in “Girl With the Dragon Tattoo” has stuck with me since I read it over a month ago.
The novel currently occupying my brain cells is “This is Where I Leave You” by Jonathan Tropper, and what I haven’t (until tonight) been able to resolve is how I could enjoy the journey and the persona of the protagonist, while at the same time loathing his misogynist and superficial summations of women and what a man wants in a women.
In fact, Judd Foxman has confirmed what I’ve suspected men think all along: if you aren’t a woman who looks like a model, you aren’t much of a woman at all.
But still, despite my disappointment in Judd, I still adored him. It reminded me of my favorite quote from Eat, Pray Love, a book that I initially loved and then wanted to burn at the end of reading it: “I have a tendency not only to see the best in everyone, but to assume that everyone is emotionally capable of reaching his highest potential...I have been a victim of my own optimism. “
Could Judd possibly as big of an asshole as he seemed? Is this really how men are? How they think?
Mr Tropper answered my question. He said, there is a part of all men that are like that. However, Judd is wearing the lenses of a man (and this is on the back of the book so I’m not ruining anything) whose beloved wife has slept with his boss for an entire year and he has just found out about it. He is emasculated, humiliated, and devastated. Of course he is going to look at women negatively.
So Mr. Tropper has rented some sympathy for Judd. But then I realized that had Judd been a woman whose husband had cheated on her, I would have no problem with the male depictions in the book. It is just jarring to read it from a different perspective. The female characters include three adulterous women, a therapist engaged to her patient, and a mother more eccentric than the Barbara Streisand character in Meet the Fockers.
What left me thinking is that despite how empathetic I may think I am, I will inevitably jump to the wrong conclusions sometimes about what motivates people and characters to do what they do and think what they think.
It reminds of a story of when my friend Scott dropped me off at synagogue before Sunday School and I was fretting.
“There’s no way the receptionist actually made the copies or made them correctly. I’m going to just have to do it myself and I’m going to be rushed. I just know it.”
And Scott wisely told me, “Sharna, you don’t know anything.”
And more often than not, he’s right.
Just like, in what I think was the most poignant part the book, Judd realizes what he has thought all along about his relationship with his brother is inaccurate and skewed. I too frequently fall into that pattern and think most of us do.
….
At the book reading I asked Mr. Tropper if he is Jewish. He said that he is and that it would have been really gutsy for someone not Jewish to write a book about a family observing shiva. Then he went on to dismiss the notion (which I didn’t suggest but many other have) that this is a Jewish book.
Mr. Tropper, this is a Jewish book and on your tour you should consider going to Temple B’nai Beth Israel Shalom Emet Sinai Hillel Tikvah. It’s not just the setting that is Jewish, but the conflicts faced by the characters are Jewish problems. It doesn’t mean that the book is not appealing to all audiences, but “This is Where I Leave You” deals with Jewish apathy, identity problems, intermarriage, faithlessness and dysfunctional relationships between parents and their children.
Besides, the spread that they will have at the JCC will probably be better than that ice coffee you drank at Borders.
…..
And one more thing. It is clear that your characters were not very good Hebrew school students as there is a major theological flaw in your entire Shiva premise. Do you know what it is?
…………
New York Times take on the book
Excerpt
Author's Web Site
Saturday, July 3, 2010
4th of July Reflections
Sorry I haven't been writing much lately. It happens. Here are my last two articles that I blogged for oychicago.
Reflections on the 4th of July: http://www.oychicago.com/blog.aspx?id=6796
Moses couldn't but you can http://www.oychicago.com/blog.aspx?id=6658
Enjoy and have a Happy 4th.
Reflections on the 4th of July: http://www.oychicago.com/blog.aspx?id=6796
Moses couldn't but you can http://www.oychicago.com/blog.aspx?id=6658
Enjoy and have a Happy 4th.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Help a 27 year old beat cancer
Elissa Froman, 27, lovingly called "Lissy" by her friends has beaten cancer twice.
With your help, she will beat Hodgkins Lymphoma a third time.
I've written a lot about signing up for the Bone Marrow Registry, and maybe you didn't have time or just had too much on your mind.
Don't worry. You have another chance to save someone's life and be treated to brunch if you live in the Chicago area. To sign up, all you do is fill out a form and get your cheek swabbed. It takes about 10 minutes including filling out the form. How slow you eat your breakfast depends on you. If you have any questions contact Beverly Agdern bagern@gmail.com or 773-807-2388.
When: May 23
Time: 9 a.m. to 2 p.m.
Place: Anshe Shalom
540 West Melrose Street
Chicago, IL 60657-3752
(773) 248-9200
(If you don't live in Chicago, you can click here to get a kit mailed to you )
To read more about Lissy, check out her blog.
With your help, she will beat Hodgkins Lymphoma a third time.
I've written a lot about signing up for the Bone Marrow Registry, and maybe you didn't have time or just had too much on your mind.
Don't worry. You have another chance to save someone's life and be treated to brunch if you live in the Chicago area. To sign up, all you do is fill out a form and get your cheek swabbed. It takes about 10 minutes including filling out the form. How slow you eat your breakfast depends on you. If you have any questions contact Beverly Agdern bagern@gmail.com or 773-807-2388.
When: May 23
Time: 9 a.m. to 2 p.m.
Place: Anshe Shalom
540 West Melrose Street
Chicago, IL 60657-3752
(773) 248-9200
(If you don't live in Chicago, you can click here to get a kit mailed to you )
To read more about Lissy, check out her blog.
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Lymphoma
Friday, May 7, 2010
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