A strange notion occurred to me in the middle of the night a couple of weeks ago. I woke up at about 1:00 AM, couldn’t get back to sleep immediately, and suddenly was struck by two unexpected but related...
A strange notion occurred to me in the middle of the night a couple of weeks ago. I woke up at about 1:00 AM, couldn’t get back to sleep immediately, and suddenly was struck by two unexpected but related...
In one sense, in the most obvious sense, my parents were a very mismatched couple. My father was extremely intelligent, although his was a narrow intelligence better at problem solving than nuance, with...
Erik Tarloff’s The Woman in Black January 16, 2020|Books Erik Tarloff’s writing covers wide terrain. He is an award winning playwright, novelist, and screenwriter. His latest novel The Woman...
There is an exhilarating if fairly embarrassing moment in the life of virtually every first-time published...
It was undoubtedly the longest creative gestation period I’ve ever experienced. At least in rudimentary form, the idea for my new novel,...
During the summer of 1966, the summer after I graduated from high school, my family moved back to Los Angeles from London. It was an extremely complicated and disorienting summer, both for personal and —...
On the 4th of March 1972, Senator Edmund Muskie of Maine, at that time the front-runner for the Democratic presidential nomination, stood in the falling snow in front of the offices of the Manchester Union-Leader,...
My father was blacklisted in Hollywood in 1953 and was unable to work under his own name for twelve years. He had been a staff writer on the TV sitcom I Married Joan when the ax fell. He was peremptorily...
In 1996, David Irving sued Deborah Lipstadt and her publisher, Penguin Books, for libel. This was in response to her having termed him a Holocaust denier in her book Denying the Holocaust. As the case...
In 2008, I was asked by the British magazine Prospect to file daily dispatches from the Democratic convention in Denver for their website. These dispatches must have been read by, oh, at the very least,...