Category Archives: autobiographical memory

HOW UNLIKABLE MIGHT I BE?

I smile when I read the above inscription in my high school yearbook. Recently, in a friend’s novel a tall, thin, male librarian is the angel of death. I happen to be a tall, thin librarian. In another friend’s novel … Continue reading

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IF THERE’S A REALM BEYOND THIS LIFE…

In Paris Gare de Lyon train station, I stood next to a well-dressed young man who didn’t appear drunk. He leaned over and threw up. Late that evening in Zurich I had a very large bratwurst, beer, and went to … Continue reading

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THEY DON’T TALK ON THEIR CELL PHONES, BUT THEY DON’T DANCE ON THE PLATFORMS, EITHER.

On French trains passengers must move into the vestibule, where the restrooms are, to talk on their cell phones. They do this without exception, without fault. So mannerly, so polite the French. They don’t, however, dance on the platform, as … Continue reading

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THE MATTERHORN

As a kid living in Fullerton, adjacent to Anaheim, I saw the Disneyland Matterhorn a lot. Although I traveled in Switzerland a few times as an adult, I never thought of going to see the real Matterhorn. Todd and I … Continue reading

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EVA KAPITAN, NOVELIST, PUBLISHER, JOYOUS LAUGHER, DIED APRIL 4, 2018

Author of the novels Lovers, Grapes and Crimes and Murder at the Wine Cask Inn, also proprietor of A Few Good Books Publishing, Eva selected quotations to appear on A Few Good Books Publishing web page that tell more about her than I could … Continue reading

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“When you get born your father and mother lost something out of themselves.”

In writing a 2/20/18 column for Late Last Night Books online magazine, I included the quote, above and below, from Robert Penn Warren’s All the King’s Men. In his momentary thinking, a young man is trying to free himself from what he … Continue reading

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BREAKFAST AT IGUAZU FALLS: WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO BE TIRED

I entered the dining room of the lodge on the Brazilian side of the falls, Hotel Das Cataratas, where we were staying, and found a long table set with a breakfast buffet and my laughing sister sitting alone at a … Continue reading

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