Is there a limit to freedom of expression? Should some actions not be forgiven? These two questions form the core of Israeli author Gail Hareven’s powerful novel Lies, First Person.
That’s partly why I wrote the novel: how do you find that solitude and how to claim it? In some ways this city is very good for us—its rhythms dictate to you, it’s testing you, it causes you to adapt, improvise, stretch. But in other ways, especially if you’re interested in reading and writing, it can be a challenge and a little deranging.