The Red Lotus
When my great friend, Dr. Khatchig Mouradian, was kind enough to ask me for an excerpt from my new novel, The Red Lotus, for the Weekly, I knew I needed to provide the prologue to […]
When my great friend, Dr. Khatchig Mouradian, was kind enough to ask me for an excerpt from my new novel, The Red Lotus, for the Weekly, I knew I needed to provide the prologue to […]
BURLINGTON, Vt. (Burlington Free Press)—For most of America, the heartbreaking faces of Syrian refugees this year have belonged to children. We have seen them drowned and we have seen them stunned into silence by warfare […]
The Armenian Weekly Magazine April 2015: A Century of Resistance In March I spent three days at “Responsibility 2015,” the conference on the Armenian Genocide sponsored by the Armenian Revolutionary Federation held in Manhattan. At […]
The other day I watched an eight-year-old boy named Ulash (pronounced Oo-lush) spontaneously take a white plastic grocery bag and fill it with potato chip wrappers, cigarette butts, and crushed plastic water bottles. This was […]
A child brings two heavy buckets of water into the home of a strange old woman and discovers there a wall of cages with dogs trapped inside–and a small carpet on the floor that has […]
The Armenian Weekly April 2013 Magazine One night in November 2009, I heard Gerda Weissmann Klein speak in Austin, Texas, at the Hillel chapter at the University of Texas. Gerda is not only one of […]
We all have a little Forrest Gump in us. A bit of Leonard Zelig. We’ve all had those moments when, suddenly, we are not merely witnesses to an instant fraught with meaning, but we are […]
Special Issue: Celebrating 500 Years of Armenian Printing The Armenian Weekly, Sept. 1, 2012 (Download article in PDF) No one is ever going to confuse the Madenataran with the local neighborhood bookstore. It sits on […]
The Armenian Weekly Magazine April 2012 Sometimes my novels have positively elephantine gestation periods—and even that, in some cases, is an underestimate. A mother elephant carries her young for not quite two years; I have […]
Among my favorite photographs of my father is an old black and white image that was taken when he was five years old. It’s a formal portrait from 1933: He is standing between his mother […]
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