I developed an idea about a boy in an unnamed, non-specific place, a comfortable suburb, who has never questioned the impenetrable wall adjacent to his home, or his parents' stories about the "enemy" on the other side. But to discover exactly what, I had to start writing. During the 10 years of its construction, as this part-wall, part-fence spread across the West Bank, tracing a perplexingly circuitous route, I slowly became convinced that this edifice was more than just a wall.
As a novelist, and a diaspora Jew disturbed by Israel's ever-increasing military belligerence, the more the world ignored this wall, the more interested in it I became.
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