Status Updates From Chopping Onions on My Heart...

my face is a MESS. I really admire how consistently this book looks unflinchingly at horror, and then also looks at what comes after.

This is deeply deeply moving, beautifully written — and yet I feel odd, bc we’re talking unendingly about displacement and horror and loss, bc that is the story that needs to be told, the ‘why’ of how Judeo-Iraqi Arabic is now endangered, and there’s so much discussion of the forced displacement from Iraq to Israel… and a bare half a sentence that “Palestinians were uprooted; they call it the Nakba.”

Really interesting.

Some passages where rather than history the author cites characters from novels which is strange. Though it may be all that is available given the circumstances of Iraqi Jews.

DNF

Interesting. Sad.