I sat down to brunch with friends, recently, a long overdue pleasure. As they were friends, they asked how my memoir was progressing. “Oh,” I  replied, the genre isn’t called a memoir anymore.  It’s referred to as “literary nonfiction.” “What’s the difference?” The

During my blog hiatus, so many news items begged for comment, I kept salivating, like one of Pavlov’s dogs. Sticking to a memoir about my foreign travels in the 1960s took discipline. I’m glad I did. I found I had much to learn.  For a start, memoirs are out of fashion. The new g