“did the only thing I could do: I wrote. I filled journals; I wrote scores of essays; I wrote poetry; I wrote short fiction and began to make notes for a novel about an assimilated postwar family in New England trying and failing to leave their tragic past behind. None of the pieces were published—I didn’t submit any of them—and it didn’t matter.”
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Elissa Altman,
Permission: The New Memoirist and the Courage to Create
