Stories I Tell Myself

Linda Brody Bakst on Brooklyn, growing up, identity and more

Category: memoir blog

  • I admit it: I was a New York snob (maybe I still am). My worldview was like the famous New Yorker magazine cover (above) that shows New York City looking west from Ninth and Tenth Avenue, where the city is a bustling metropolis and then the rest of the United States is a vast empty…

  • [Note: Another foray into prose/poetry] Boundaries and Expectations   September 12, 1986 Partly cloudy skies. Driving home alone, I could barely concentrate on the road. My eyes welled up.   Will I be a good mother? Can I do this? Minutes before, what I suspected was confirmed. This was planned, yet I was overwhelmed. I…