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Karlton Kelm lives in Hoboken, New Jersey, and is working on his third novel after a lapse of fifty years since his second novel was completed. He writes, “Forgive my lousy typing. I hate to type. My brother always did it for me until his death in 1953; maybe that’s really why I stopped writing for so many years. Thornton Wilder, an old friend, hated to type as much as I. I was in Jed Harris’s office when he submitted a first draft of Our Town written in longhand in lined composition books, such as kids use.”
The Home for Refined Ladies was an old, turreted, red-brick building converted from a Catholic girls’ academy which had moved to a newer building in a better part of Dubuque, Iowa, up on the hills overlooking the Mississippi.
December 1985Before my father died I loved my mother, but now it’s different. I can no longer go to her, put my arms around her, or anything like that. She has become somehow strange to me, and so, not lovable.
August 1985Mrs. Paradiso had never read any part of the Bible. She did not concentrate on dogma but devotion. Her religion was not a retreat for her mind but a release for her emotions.
March 1985Has something we published moved you? Fired you up? Did we miss the mark? We’d love to hear about it.
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