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Physically she is no longer as animated and alive. She looks defenseless and slightly pathetic. She has dyed her hair reddish and she talks on and on—as if not knowing what she is saying. I feel dreadfully sorry for her. She touches the protective instinct within me. She has such fine qualities, wh…

We are dining with friends. He is a director and has just finished his first important film. She is the wife who lives only for her husband’s career. They lived for a number of years in New York, but have now moved to Los Angeles. Bought a house they cannot afford. Sought out company and the acquai…

My REALITY THIS WINTER CONSISTS OF MANY THINGS. EVEN this: I wake from a doze. My flight is approaching a city. The sun vanishes behind tall mountains. Far below, lights go on in thousands of windows and street advertisements. For a moment I don’t remember where I am going. Cities resemble each oth…

I AM SITTING HERE, MY THOUGHTS CARRYING ME AROUND the world and within myself, trying to record the voyage on paper.

I want to write about love—about being a human being— about loneliness—about being a woman.

I want to write about an encounter on an island. A man who changed my life.

I wan…