“Memory, in short, is engraved not merely by the life we have led but by the life of the mind…by all the lives we so nearly led but missed by an inch, and—if we grant enough leeway to the imagination—by the lives of others, which can cut into ours every bit as sharply as our own experience.” – Anthony Lane, writing about W.G. Sebald in The New Yorker (May 29, 2000)
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Author Archives: Kara Krauze
Breast cancer, mon amour
The other day, about to enter the women’s locker room (a too-irregular occurrence), having dropped off my younger son at preschool, a sign caught my eye: “Coffee Talk” Support Group for Women with Cancer. I notice the sign each time … Continue reading
Posted in Memory, Motherhood, Suicide
Tagged breast cancer, grandparents, grief, memory, motherhood, suicide, writing
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How Madoff the younger became my kin
When most people see the name Madoff, as I did this morning on the cover of today’s New York Times, they think of fraud and deception, perhaps psychopath comes to mind, the mind then flashing to aging widows cheated out … Continue reading
Posted in Memory, Suicide
Tagged Bernie Madoff, depression, grief, Mark Madoff, memory, New York Times, suicide, suicide prevention, writing
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The abandoned self, the integrated one – but isn’t homophobia gone?
I am a believer in coincidence. (See last week’s post, Synchronicity: coincidence, literature, & suicide, or A brain of one’s own.) By which I mean that life is filled with funny details that make patterns or bring things together—sometimes literally, … Continue reading
Posted in Memory, Motherhood, Writing & Reading
Tagged coincidence, Gili Warsett, homophobia, LGBT, memory, Modern Love, motherhood, reading, The Anatomy of a Breakup
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“Sex in Mommyville”—oh, Russia—oh, Polish soup
A few weeks ago I saw Anna Fishbeyn’s wonderful one-woman show—yes, that’s the title, Sex in Mommyville. Anna immigrated to the States from Russia at age eleven—this is more than just background; it informs the show in the best possible … Continue reading
Posted in Memory, Motherhood, Russia, Writing & Reading
Tagged adultery, memory, motherhood, Poland, ritual, russia, Shabbat, women writers, writing
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Memory as moving target
Memory is intrusive. And I am constantly surprised by it. Even the bad memories, perhaps especially the bad ones, are interesting. Brain food. As you’ve read here before, I think of memory as a frequency (a channel), something we have … Continue reading
Posted in COUNTRIES OF LOST THINGS, Memory, Russia, Suicide, Writing & Reading
Tagged Countries of Lost Things, divorce, memory, reading, suicide, writing
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Synchronicity: coincidence, literature, & suicide, or A brain of one’s own
This past November, I was fortunate to attend a fantastic conference (clmp’s Literary Writers’ Conference) hosted at The New School, where I heard the poet Gabrielle Calvocoressi speak (and others too; more on that another time). I had been thinking … Continue reading
Posted in COUNTRIES OF LOST THINGS, Memory, Motherhood, Suicide, Writing & Reading
Tagged motherhood, suicide, writing
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A walk through Grand Central
Back in the early Naughties (I love having an excuse to use that ridiculous term, and then I hate the fact I’ve stooped to use it), I was walking through Grand Central, with all its crazy bustle, when I caught sight … Continue reading
Posted in COUNTRIES OF LOST THINGS, Memory, Motherhood, Russia, Suicide, Writing & Reading
Tagged memory, motherhood, russia, suicide, writing
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Welcome to triple decaf ~ the memory channel
Let’s start with what you’ll find here… Thoughts on memory—a lot—many personal, some general. Mostly with a literary or psychological bent, with history, politics, current events insinuating themselves too. A channel is a tunnel, a passageway. It’s also a … Continue reading
Posted in COUNTRIES OF LOST THINGS, Memory, Motherhood, Russia, Suicide, Welcome!, Writing & Reading
Tagged bosnia, memory, motherhood, russia, suicide, writing
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