White ink on a white page
I just started reading the book in which, as the title suggests, Rushdie reflects on matters of life and death after a near-fatal stabbing in August 2022.
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April 22, 2024
Baghdad, a decade after the U.S. invasion.
20 years of tears
I flew home from a Boston writing conference this afternoon. The skies were cloudless and blue. Earth looked so serene from 33,000 feet up.
March 20, 2023
New year, new beginnings
Today, on the first day of 2023, I begin a new adventure. My full-time hire date at the University of Georgia was listed as January 1.
January 1, 2023