new books Archives - Dorit Sasson

The One Thing I Learned about Rejection from 60 Days of Crowdfunding My Memoir

Dorit Admin 2017-06-29T21:09:31+00:00 June 26th, 2017|courage, crowdfunding, defining moments, dreams, memoir writing, new books, new memoir, pain stories, Uncategorized|

Today I want to talk a bit about rejection and how it affected me personally as an author specifically with crowdfunding. When I finalized the decision to go the crowdfunding route for my second memoir Sand and Steel: the Spiritual Journey Home, I was a bit hesitant. I had already published an award-winning book called [...]

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Do I Have the Courage to Get Close to these Israeli Soldiers?

Dorit Admin 2016-05-02T16:28:44+00:00 April 17th, 2016|courage, memoir writing, new books, new memoir|

Yep. That's the question that concerns me too. But as a college freshman fresh from New York City. As an author of Accidental Soldier: A Memoir of Service and Sacrifice in the Israel Defense Forces, I'm revisiting this story again by sharing with you short video "sneak peaks" of each chapter. So here [...]

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My Memoir on Serving in the Israel Defense Forces: Trying to Fit in with the Sabra Culture

Dorit Admin 2016-01-30T00:13:35+00:00 June 29th, 2015|new books, new memoir|

I've often wondered why these sections got the cut, (my memoir had to be pared down to below 100,000 words) and what prompted me to include them in the first place in my memoir Accidental Soldier: A Memoir of Service and Sacrifice in the Israel Defense Forces. (SheWritesPress, 2016) As I retyped them from the [...]

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The Power of One Woman’s Quest: Everything I Ever Learned I Got from Serving in the Israel Defense Forces

Dorit Admin 2016-01-30T00:37:09+00:00 November 14th, 2014|authenticity, Classroom, defining moments, faith, memoir writing, new books, new memoir, pain stories, the heroine's journey, transformation, vulnerability, writing|

In 1989, I was a sophomore at Suny at Albany. While my peers were declaring their majors, I felt I was wasting my time, which made me feel there was something wrong with me. One night, I had banged my head against the wall of my room crying. I've got to get out of here. [...]

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