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					<description><![CDATA[<p>“Love blooms just as war tears two people apart... Kricorian’s rendering makes good on its promise of drama [and]... her heroine’s resilience is exciting.” —The New York Times “Moving... With a bittersweet love story, examples of everyday heroism, and a community refusing to give in to tyrants, Kricorian’s work sheds even more light on the  [...]</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“Love blooms just as war tears two people apart&#8230; Kricorian’s rendering makes good on its promise of drama [and]&#8230; her heroine’s resilience is exciting.”<br />
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<p>“Beautifully conjured&#8230; Kricorian’s touch is light, but the residual impact of war is nonetheless palpable.”<br />
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<p>“Moving . . . With a bittersweet love story, examples of everyday heroism, and a community refusing to give in to tyrants, Kricorian’s work sheds even more light on the German occupation of France.”<br />
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<p>“All the Light There Was offers a vivid picture of life for a minority family in occupied Paris, and author Kricorian effortlessly takes the reader from one year to the next . . . A pleasure to read.”<br />
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Nancy Kricorian grew up in the Armenian community of Watertown, Massachusetts. She is the author of the novels Zabelle and Dreams of Bread and Fire. She is a widely published essayist and social activist who is based in New York City. She is currently at work on a new novel about the Armenian community of Beirut  [...]</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><div class="fusion-fullwidth fullwidth-box fusion-builder-row-1 nonhundred-percent-fullwidth non-hundred-percent-height-scrolling" style="--awb-border-radius-top-left:0px;--awb-border-radius-top-right:0px;--awb-border-radius-bottom-right:0px;--awb-border-radius-bottom-left:0px;--awb-padding-top:20px;--awb-padding-bottom:20px;--awb-flex-wrap:wrap;" ><div class="fusion-builder-row fusion-row"><div class="fusion-layout-column fusion_builder_column fusion-builder-column-0 fusion_builder_column_1_3 1_3 fusion-one-third fusion-column-first" style="--awb-bg-size:cover;width:33.333333333333%;width:calc(33.333333333333% - ( ( 4% ) * 0.33333333333333 ) );margin-right: 4%;"><div class="fusion-column-wrapper fusion-flex-column-wrapper-legacy"><div class="fusion-image-element in-legacy-container" style="--awb-caption-title-font-family:var(--h2_typography-font-family);--awb-caption-title-font-weight:var(--h2_typography-font-weight);--awb-caption-title-font-style:var(--h2_typography-font-style);--awb-caption-title-size:var(--h2_typography-font-size);--awb-caption-title-transform:var(--h2_typography-text-transform);--awb-caption-title-line-height:var(--h2_typography-line-height);--awb-caption-title-letter-spacing:var(--h2_typography-letter-spacing);"><span class=" fusion-imageframe imageframe-none imageframe-1 hover-type-none"><img fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" width="427" height="427" title="Photo_Kricorian" src="http://shewritespress.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/Photo_Kricorian.jpg" alt class="img-responsive wp-image-4678" srcset="https://shewritespress.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/Photo_Kricorian-200x200.jpg 200w, https://shewritespress.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/Photo_Kricorian-400x400.jpg 400w, https://shewritespress.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/Photo_Kricorian.jpg 427w" sizes="(max-width: 800px) 100vw, 427px" /></span></div><div class="fusion-clearfix"></div></div></div><div class="fusion-layout-column fusion_builder_column fusion-builder-column-1 fusion_builder_column_2_3 2_3 fusion-two-third fusion-column-last" style="--awb-bg-size:cover;width:66.666666666667%;width:calc(66.666666666667% - ( ( 4% ) * 0.66666666666667 ) );"><div class="fusion-column-wrapper fusion-flex-column-wrapper-legacy"><div class="fusion-text fusion-text-1"><p>Nancy Kricorian grew up in the Armenian community of Watertown, Massachusetts. She is the author of the novels <i>Zabelle</i> and <i>Dreams of Bread and Fire</i>. She is a widely published essayist and social activist who is based in New York City. She is currently at work on a new novel about the Armenian community of Beirut during the Lebanese Civil War.</p>
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<p>When Zaven and Barkev flee to avoid conscription, Maral finally realizes that the Occupation is not simply a temporary outrage to be endured—and when only one brother returns after many fraught months, the contours of Maral’s world are changed irrevocably.</p>
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