She is the facilitator of the Winter Self-Published Authors' Roundtable at the Manhasset Library, meeting again on February 4, 2013, and will present her talk "Writing & Publishing in the Modern World or So You've Written a Book, Now What," at Limmud NY 2014. See Events Page for details.
Story-telling is as natural as speaking and goes as far back as humankind. Stories link us, they connect us to our own lives and to the lives of others.
Isaac Bashevis Singer, the beloved Yiddish/American writer said, "If stories weren't told or books weren't written, we would live like the beasts, only for the day... the whole world, all human life, is one long story."
Alterations are my stories, a collection written over a period of twenty years, some of them harking back more than fifty years, stories that lived in me, the way stories do, as a bit of memory--a certain smell, the turn of a head, or the particular sound of a voice.
Decades later they called to me, the memories of them morphing, changing, altering, the people becoming characters who were and were not them. And I kept writing. I dressed my characters, gave them habits and particular way to speak, and put them down on the pages, wanting things they could not have, remembering things they wanted to forget. They ended and they sewed, they owned stores and boutiques, they jerry-rigged contraptions and carved dollhouse furniture. They dug in the dirt and planted tomatoes, they put together a jigsaw puzzle in a far off mountain cabin. Makers and fixers, they had the creative qualities derived from my parents and passed down to me.
Little girls and adolescents, a teenager, a father, a son, grown women, Alterations is about characters from different types of families and mindsets. Families that are broken and those that are healing, families my characters cling to, and those from which they run. And it is to that enduring notion of family life, with all its messy complications, its intrigues and dramas, its loving and sometimes mysterious bonds, that I dedicated Alterations, to the loving memory of my parents, Molly and Max Weingarten.