“With touching concern, several subscribers have e-mailed recently to ask if I’m still upright and breathing and, if so, why Sy Safransky’s Notebook hasn’t appeared in The Sun since last February. Have I given up writing? Am I seriously ill? Has the staff been waiting for just the right moment — after the Super Bowl, before the start of Daylight Saving Time — to announce my demise?
Those readers can stop worrying. I’m still writing, I’m healthier than I have any right to be, and Sy Safransky’s Notebook will return next month — because the book I’ve been working on since the dawn of time is finally finished. It’s called Many Alarm Clocks, and it’s a collection of my Notebook entries.”MORE
The Sun Interview
“There’s an old adage that a gene for aggression might land you in the boardroom if you’re born into the upper class, or it might land you in prison if you’re from the ghetto.”MORE
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories
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“For almost ten years we’ve been publishing the work of a writer and musician we know by the somewhat grand name of Saint James Harris Wood, though the California Department of Corrections lists him simply as James Wood, Inmate T30027, currently serving a twenty-two-year sentence for second-degree robbery; he held up banks and stores with a toy gun to help pay for his heroin habit.”MORE