The writer and social observer Joan Didion claimed to be bad at interviewing people and did not like to make telephone calls. She said her only advantage as a reporter was being “so physically small, so temperamentally unobtrusive, and so neurotically inarticulate that people tend to forget that my presence runs counter to their best interests.” But she could turn a phrase! Incisive, she would get right to the heart and look every which way at her subject. “Slouching Towards Bethlehem” is from a line in a W. B. Yeats poem and the title of the first Didion book I ever read. In it, her topics ranged nominally from famous Californians to her private life but she really wrote about humanity. I hope someday someone will make that claim about me, too.
My next step on that journey is “Belonging to Bethlehem: Stories from the Christmas City’s Jewish Community.” The book explores the lived experiences of nearly 100 people in the course of a century of this one Jewish community named for the birthplace of another religion. Many voices are woven together and tell stories to which just about anyone will relate.
“Belonging to Bethlehem is available now at Barnes & Noble, Amazon, and Bookshop.org (whose virtual book shelf is the subject of this little musing).