What is narrative?The stories we tell ourselves and others. The people (characters), places (settings) and events (plots) of our lives. How we make sense of the world.
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Category Archives: 1986
(Dear Reader, have you missed any earlier scenes? Catch up with this link: Stalker) Portland, Oregon. Late 1980s The house was too big. James could fill it up, but without him . . . the house was too big for … Continue reading
(Dear Reader, have you missed any earlier scenes? Catch up with this link: Stalker) Portland, Oregon. 1986 A week after moving into the house, my mind snapped. I was standing at the bottom of the front steps when it happened: … Continue reading
(Dear Reader, have you missed any earlier scenes? Catch up with this link: Stalker) 1986, Portland, Oregon Only one person warned me about James. Shirley Henry. Shirley Henry was a senior member of the university’s Personnel Department, and had known James … Continue reading
1986, Portland, Oregon My mother answered my letter. Yes, she had broached my father with my question: Would he accept Baby’s marrying a man who wasn’t Jewish? Even though it went against everything he had been taught? Even though his Orthodox relatives would reject me, … Continue reading