My Former Life: Child Star

Some of you know that before retiring to write fiction full time, I worked for over forty years as a developmental psychologist at the HighScope Foundation, an early education nonprofit in Ypsilanti, Michigan, where I was the Senior Director of Curriculum Development. HighScope recently celebrated its 50th anniversary and Detroit Public Television produced two short documentaries to honor its work. I was interviewed as part of that process and appear in both videos. The first is a 5-minute HighScope Overview Video about the Foundation’s educational philosophy and practices, and the second is a 3-minute HighScope Historical Video about its origins and ongoing international impact. Watch and learn. Just as a good manuscript editor helps bring voices and images to life on the page, a skilled documentary videographer enlivens talking heads and photos on the screen. Kudos and thanks to Matthew Winne.

Basics of the HighScope Curriculum
Best selling book on early education published by the National Association for the Education of Young Children

Early May Lament

From the erstwhile Poet Laureate of camp, dormitory, and office, verses inspired by rain, rain, and more rain during the first week of May in Michigan:

Endless precipitation
Breeds rank frustration
Storm clouds of hurt
As rains wash o’er dirt
Wading through mire
I fain would expire
Oh for a dry-eyed fling
Romping with glorious spring

Rain, rain, go to hell

Learn Women’s History Through Fiction: Cheaper Than Doctors

In the early 1900s, tansy was widely used to induce abortions. The perennial flowering plant, native to Eurasia and found throughout mainland Europe, had been an abortifacient since the Middle Ages. Although ineffective and toxic to the liver in large doses, poor women used it because doctors charged $25 to $75, two to six times the average weekly wage. Read about a young, unwed, pregnant Italian immigrant 100 years ago in the novel Tazia and Gemma. See more about the book in NOVELS).

Tansy has been used as an abortifacient since the Middle Ages
A mother flees a fire; a daughter seeks her father

SMOL 2022 Book Fair Event: Unhappy in Its Own Way

Please join me and five other Vine Leaves Press authors for our event at the SMOL 2022 Book Fair, titled “Unhappy in Its Own Way,” featuring novels and memoirs about dysfunctional families. The virtual session is on March 24, 2022 at 5:00 PM Eastern Time and the event is FREE and open to all via the Zoom webinar link. See a complete description on the SMOL Fair Events page. I’ll read and answer audience questions about The Great Stork Derby, in which a husband pressures his wife to have babies for a large cash prize, with disastrous results. I’ll also act as the event moderator. Thanks for attending! Please spread the word.

Six authors present an event on dysfunctional families at the SMOL 2022 Book Fair
A story about a family that proves Tolstoy was right

Silencing Female Novelists: Jewish and Others

Novels by female Jewish immigrants, many written a century ago, are largely unknown. As noted in a New York Times article “How Yiddish Scholars Are Rescuing Women’s Novels From Obscurity”, Yiddish works by men such as Sholem Aleichem and Isaac Bashevis Singer were translated and popularized, but publishers dismissed women’s fiction as insignificant or unmarketable. Fortunately, a growing body of translations is being produced by Jewish feminist scholars who scroll the microfilms of bygone Yiddish newspapers and periodicals where the novels were serialized, and comb through archived card catalogs for women who were poets or diarists to see if they were also novelists. Scholars hope the newly translated novels will enrich the teaching of Yiddish — the mamaloshen or mother tongue — and provide this missing perspective. Alas, bias in the publishing industry hasn’t changed. The voices of women, especially those from diverse backgrounds, are still under-represented compared to men (roughly 30% to 70%). For more thoughts on writing and the literary world, see REFLECTIONS.

A century later, Yiddish female novelists are being translated, published, and heard
Why writers write: “Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is written large in his works.” – Virginia Woolf

A Midrash on My 75th Birthday

TODAY IS MY 75TH BIRTHDAY! A midrash from Rabbi Nachman of Breslov (1772-1810) says, “The day you were born is the day God decided the world could not exist without you.” I do my best to figure out what the world needs from me and to provide it, with kindness and creativity.

Celebrating a milestone birthday with gratitude and joy
Doing my best to advance world healing, Tikkun Olam

Rereading (“The”) A Book

Simchat Torah, “Rejoicing with the Torah,” is a one-day Jewish holiday which this year begins at sundown on 28 September 2021 (23 Tishrei 5782). The celebration marks the conclusion of the annual cycle of reading Torah (the Five Books of Moses in the Old Testament) and the beginning of a new cycle. In one breath, we read of the death of the great prophet Moses at the end of the Book of Deuteronomy. The Torah scroll is rewound, often held aloft and danced with, and in the next breath, we read how the world is born in the creation story that opens the Book of Genesis. The holiday falls days after the Jewish High Holy Days, when Jews, after repenting and “returning” to acts of goodness, begin a new year with a clean slate. Simchat Torah, both literally and symbolically, marks this new start. As the weeks unfold, we read — as if for the first time — the story of Adam and Eve, Noah’s Ark, the arrival of the patriarchs and matriarchs in The Land, the Exodus of The People from Egypt following 430 years of slavery, receiving the Ten Commandments at Mt. Sinai, and the perilous forty-year journey through the desert as we return to The Land. Moses again dies, but earth, sky, and sea are created anew. Children love to have their favorite books reread to them. Some adults reread books. Not me. I read a book once, reflect on it, and later recall characters and events that left an impression. But with so many other books on my reading list, and new ones added all the time, I don’t pick it up again. Torah is the exception. I am about to embark on my thirty-second reading of “The Book.” With each cycle, a story I’ve never read before awaits me, evoking different reactions and insights. For the first time, I am reassessing the wisdom of those who reread other books. Might I follow their example? Books don’t change, but readers do. Now in my mid-seventies, what would I make of the novels I read in my twenties? Surely, the story would not be the same. More thoughts about reading and writing at REFLECTIONS.

Torah is a circle; it has no beginning or end
Why writers read: “No matter how busy you may think you are, you must find time for reading, or surrender yourself to self-chosen ignorance.” – Confucius

Literacy in Afghanistan: A Bridge to Hope

“Literacy is a bridge from misery to hope . . . especially for girls and women” (Kofi Annan, former U.N. Secretary General). In the decades when the Taliban was NOT in power, literacy rates for females rose from 5% to 30%. Before turning to full-time fiction writing, I worked for over forty years at a nonprofit that promoted early education worldwide. I am heartsick contemplating what will happen to girls and women in Afghanistan now. Many organizations continue efforts on their behalf, including Women for Women International (rated “good/give with confidence” by Charity Navigator), which set up an emergency fund. Please consider making a contribution to them or another NGO of your choice so Afghan girls and women can still cross the bridge to hope.

Without the Taliban in power, Afghan girls attended school
Without the Taliban in power, Afghan women attended the schools they were barred from as children

Learn History Through Fiction and Folklore: Paul(ine) Bunyan Investigates Legend

After my “Pauline Bunyan act,” sawing tree limbs felled by the storms rampaging through Michigan last week, I was curious about the cultural and literary origins of the Paul Bunyan legend. The character of the giant lumberjack, accompanied by Babe the Blue Ox, first appeared in the mid-19th century in the oral storytelling tradition of North American loggers. The name may derive from the French-Canadian “bon yenne!” expressing surprise or astonishment. Bunyan was popularized in print in 1916, when William B. Laughead wrote advertising pamphlets for Minnesota’s Red River Lumber Company using the character and naming his ox. Laughead embellished the folk tales, increasing Bunyan’s height so he towered over trees, and attributing to him many natural wonders: he created thousands of lakes with his footprints, made the Grand Canyon by pulling his ax behind him, and built Mount Hood by putting stones on his campfire. Scholars have not been able to determine whether Paul Bunyan was based on an actual character or is wholly mythical, but his story continues to delight both adults and children and his likeness appears in several enormous statues. Learn more interesting trivia in BEHIND THE STORY.

18-foot Paul Bunyan statue with Babe the Blue Ox in Bemidji, Minnesota
Pauline Bunyan, a.k.a. Ann S. Epstein Writer, clears fallen tree limbs in her Michigan backyard

Stretch a Rubber Band Enough Times and It Won’t Bounce Back

“It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature” (Bram Stoker, Dracula). Developmental psychologists (I’m one) tout the importance of nurturing resilience in children. COVID-19 has tested everyone’s resilience. I adapted to the restrictions; as Robert Jordan wrote in The Fires of Heaven, “The oak fought the wind and was broken, the willow bent when it must and survived.” I didn’t snap, although I occasionally felt snappish. But just as I was easing back toward normal, reimposed restrictions in response to the virus’s resurgence have strained my elasticity. Stretch a rubber band enough times and it will no longer bounce back. More thoughts at REFLECTIONS.

Resilience has its limits
Why writers write: “You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.” – Ray Bradbury