Just now, as I was tidying up (you may know that tidying up the house is part of my writing ritual!), I noticed an envelope peeping out of the basket where we keep mittens. When I checked to see what was inside, I found some notes I took last spring when I was in Holland doing research for What World Is Left. I took these notes at the Netherlands Institute for War Documentation in Amsterdam. There, I came across an article written by Czech author Ivan Klima, a survivor of Theresienstadt, the same concentration camp my mother was in. In the article, called "A Childood in Terezin" and published in Granta Magazine, Klima writes: "Writing enables you to enter places inaccessible in real life, even in the most forbidden spaces. More than that, it invites you to take guests along."
What beautiful, powerful words! Yesterday, at the Marianopolis Women's Day celebration, I read a small section from What World Is Left, a novel based on my mother's experience in Theresienstadt. Klima's words really capture what I have tried to do in that novel: go somewhere inaccessible and forbidden. It was one thing to know my mother was in a concentration camp, but quite another to put myself in a character based on your her, and try to go to the terrible places she went to. And Klima's right, of course, writers "invite... guests along." Those guests are all the people who read our work. Like you, dear blog reader -- and like me, if you're one of my students and I'm reading your work this semester.