Life Keeps Being A Beautiful And Frustrating

Hebrew Was Frozen, Like Frozen Peas, Fresh Out Of The Bible.

My Mother, For Example, Told The German Officer Not To Kill Her. She'd Make It Worth His While. And Then, When They Were Doing It, She Pulled A Knife Out Of Her Belt And Sliced Open His Chest, Just Like She Used To Open Chicken Breasts To Stuff With Rice For The Sabbath Meal.

It Took A Lot To Understand That The Interest In Both Writing A Story And Reading It Is Not In The Objective Dangers Someone Takes. You Don't Have To Fight Snakes Or Wake Up In A Strange Apartment To Have A Story; It's About What Goes On Inside Your Mind And Soul.

When My Works Are Being Translated, I Always Get This Question From My Translators: Up Or Down? Which Means, Should It Sound Biblical And Highbrow, Or Should We Take It All Down To Sound Colloquial? In Hebrew, It's Both All The Time. People In Israel Would Write In A High Register, They Wouldn't Write Colloquial Speech. I Do A Special Take On Colloquial Speech.

If Someone Gives You A Piece Of Advice That Sounds Right And Feels Right, Use It. If Someone Gives You A Piece Of Advice That Sounds Right And Feels Wrong, Don’t Waste So Much As A Single Second On It. It May Be Fine For Someone Else, But Not For You.