family, Writing

Chasing Ghosts

We will never see each other again, said my grandmother to my mother. Westbahnhof train station. Vienna 1938. That was the last time they saw each other. My mother was 21. Her mother died in Auschwitz six years later. Remembering what I never wanted to know.


Tears and Tequila in Libraries

Just the other day one of my friends asked me if I had heard of I never had but it’s the “world’s largest network of library content and services.” I was thrilled when I looked up my novel, Tears and Tequila, and discovered it’s in 64 libraries across the U.S., Australia, Singapore, etc. I am so very honored that so many libraries are carrying my novel. Overjoyed!

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