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Ibsen Huis

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 Shanghai Lady

Home is such a slippery concept. Is it where I was raised, where I live now or where my husband and kids happen to be? Can the concept of a home be severed from that of family?

Last week, I saw a magnificent play called Ibsen Huis. Written by Australian director Simon Stone, the work is inspired by Ibsen's own obsessions: claustrophic families, hidden traumas, unfinished business. The eponymous house is a glass one, exposing its inhabitants to the prurient gaze of the audience. Theater as voyeurism. 

A house is not a home, just as home is not always a geographic location. My parents' history is one of dislocation. By choice or for duty or in bitter need. This week's blog post touches on the road that led my mother from China to Taiwan: Fish.

I'm pleased to say that the book reviews are still coming in. This week: a stellar review in Expatica and my first 5 star rating on Goodreads. Woo hoo!

My task now, at least for the next few months, is to drum up as many speaking engagements as I can. So if any of you know of a book club that might be interested in me and/or my book, let me know.

Tonight, it's more theater: Jean Genet's The Maids. Maybe more on this later?

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