Members of the Scribe

My maternal grandmother fought to escape her Lower East Side. My Babbi was born in 1932 and raised on Pitt ...

“I sound like a cheap, mean kyke,” my father raged. “I sound like an idiot, a complete non-entity,” my mother ...

“Many artists are ‘underground’,” a writing instructor of mine once remarked, “but no one is more underground than writers.” To ...

I’m sitting on the back porch of my temporary lodgings in Atlanta, while two spiders go at it, the smaller ...

When someone asks me where I’m from, I never hesitate to say that I’m from New York City. Then, a ...

All fiction writers have a streak of audacity. To make up something and then ask readers to suspend their disbelief ...

I knew I was going to dedicate my first novel,  Antonia Lively Breaks The Silence , to my maternal grandparents ...

A young man leaves his home and sets out on a journey. He is impressionable, sensitive, and inexperienced in the ...

I can honestly say I was concerned by this “Mystery of the Hebrew Detective,” mainly before and after writing the ...

I’ll try to summarize the new problem of writing a detective in Hebrew in a simple way. The biography of ...