Editor’s Note: We've all read stories that keep us enthralled the whole way through. For me, "Empty Pages" is one of them. Since readers interpret stories in their own ways, I asked Joram: What inspired this story of crime and love, and what message do you hope to relay with your fictional works? I had [...]
The gift of art, like that of silence, has the capacity to touch hidden yearnings for love and beauty and sadness and adventure, as well as the suppressed torments of anger and rage, bringing humanity in all its complexity to the surface.
Crepe Myrtle Such a beautiful fall, and it’s all about colors. Just look at the crepe myrtle tree in my front lawn! It shimmers because of color. I went back through a multitude of photos from my travels, and what jumps out, more than scenery, more than tourist attractions? Colors! Why are [...]
I went to the Silver Diner in Federal Plaza on Saturday to grab a quick lunch and was overcome with nostalgia thinking of Ricardo and Benjamin who ate there often. The last time Ricardo was a lonely widower and Benjamin told him about his experiments on cactus that ultimately led to cactein in my novel [...]
"Relevance is a malleable term." I had dinner last night with Sophia Lass; bless her sweet nature. Ricardo was lucky to have her as his lawyer in my novel Jellyfish Have Eyes. She begged me not to steal her thunder by divulging the outcome of her efforts. Fair enough. What a ravenous appetite she had, [...]
I consider myself a writer now, not because I am starting to publish, but because I care so much about how it’s phrased and whether it’s good enough, which it never is. When I gave my friend Warren, who had extensive writing experience, one of my early short stories, he urged me to dispense with [...]
