Bill Albert's Writings
The Pen, number 27, Autumn, 1989
He studies himself carefully in the small bedroom mirror. The nose is ample, but not too big, no Semitic drop at the end. The lips are not too full, the hair brown and straight. Maybe the eyes. No, the eyes are alright as well. He puts his hands up to the brim of his hat, presses the curling straw edges upward. Just right. It almost never rains in the...
With a fine ear for dialogue, Albert perfectly captures a time and place and the emotional chafing between family members who can't help but care for one another, despite themselves. (Review of Desert Blues) ”
—Publishers Weekly, October 10, 1994 (*Starred Review)
I was born December 16, 1942 at the French Hospital in Manhattan. On December 27th I moved to the Bronx where I was circumcised by Rabbi T.M. Belkin. Five years later I joined the post-war Borscht Bowl Exodus to the Promised Land in California, driving across...
Causes Bill Albert Supports
Norfolk Coalition of Disabled People
Disabled Peoples' International
Bill’s Favorite Books
100 Years of Solitude Man in the High Castle The Big Sleep Sophie's Choice Of Mice and Men Goodbye Columbus This Boy's Life Catch 22 The War of The End of the...