Steve Stern
Author profile
born
Memphis, Tennessee, The United States
gender
male
genre
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The Frozen Rabbi
— published 2010 — 8 editions |
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The Angel of Forgetfulness
— published 2005 — 5 editions |
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The North of God
— published 2008 |
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The Book of Mischief: New and Selected Stories
— published 2012 — 2 editions |
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Lazar Malkin Enters Heaven: Stories
— published 1987 — 3 editions |
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A Plague of Dreamers: Three Novellas
— published 1994 — 2 editions |
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The Wedding Jester
— published 1999 |
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Harry Kaplan's Adventures Underground
— published 1991 |
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Isaac and the Undertaker's Daughter
— published 1983 |
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Moon and Ruben Shein
— published 1984 |
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“Sometimes, when I couldn’t afford to pay the utility bill at the end of the month, I was forced to read by the light of the stories themselves.”
― Steve Stern
― Steve Stern
“The golem is for Franz Kafka big headache.." The ache, he confided, grew in Kafka's head, spreading throughout his bones, his joints swelling until there was no longer room in the writer's skin for both himself and the golem; then his skin split at the seams, and the creature burst forth like the Incredible Hulk, thereby expelling Kafka from his own body.
What do you have in common with Jews?" Svatopluk was whispering in my ear. "This, Kafka us asked at a crucial point in his life, and replies, 'I have nothing in common with myself, and should sit quietly in corner content that I can breathe.'"
Highly suggestible, I saw the monster born from Kafka's brain not as a magical or supernatural creation but a behaimeh member of the community that trafficked in the impossible. I saw the creature lumbering gumby-like behind his plodding master just as I had followed Svat, or poor dead Billy or Aunt Keni Shendeldecker, the only woman I'd ever loved; I saw the citizens of the rabbi's courtyard gossiping, making lame jokes about the golem's marriageability and his alleged prowess in bed.”
― Steve Stern, The Angel of Forgetfulness
What do you have in common with Jews?" Svatopluk was whispering in my ear. "This, Kafka us asked at a crucial point in his life, and replies, 'I have nothing in common with myself, and should sit quietly in corner content that I can breathe.'"
Highly suggestible, I saw the monster born from Kafka's brain not as a magical or supernatural creation but a behaimeh member of the community that trafficked in the impossible. I saw the creature lumbering gumby-like behind his plodding master just as I had followed Svat, or poor dead Billy or Aunt Keni Shendeldecker, the only woman I'd ever loved; I saw the citizens of the rabbi's courtyard gossiping, making lame jokes about the golem's marriageability and his alleged prowess in bed.”
― Steve Stern, The Angel of Forgetfulness
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