It's Funny, But I Think

If You Want To Learn How To Be Happy, You Have To Know What Is Sadness First.

Being Published In Arabic Is A Strong And Consistent Wish I Have. I Live In The Middle East And Want To Be In Some Sort Of An Unpragmatic Dialogue With My Neighbors.

I See Creative-writing Classes As Some Sort Of Aa Meeting. It Is More Of A Support Group For People Who Write Than An Actual Course In Which You Learn Writing Skills. This Support Group Is Extremely Important Because There Is Something Very Lonely About Writing.

Etgar Means "challenge." And My Family Name Is Keret, Which Means "urban." So My Name Is "urban Challenge." My Joke Is, It's A Good Description Of A Birth But A Strange Name For A Human Being.

And She Loved A Man Who Was Made Out Of Nothing. A Few Hours Without Him And Right Away She’d Be Missing Him With Her Whole Body, Sitting In Her Office Surrounded By Polyethylene And Concrete And Thinking Of Him. And Every Time She’d Boil Water For Coffee In Her Ground-floor Office, She’d Let The Steam Cover Her Face, Imagining It Was Him Stroking Her Cheeks, Her Eyelids And She’d Wait For The Day To Be Over, So She Could Go To Her Apartment Building, Climb The Flight Of Stairs, Turn The Key In The Door, And Find Him Waiting For Her, Naked And Still Between The Sheets Of Her Empty Bed.