I was born in Brooklyn, New York, in 1931. I have a B.A., an M.A., and a Ph.D., all in English literature. I am a novelist and a publisher. I became a publisher in 1975 with the intention of publishing fiction, never dreaming that I was going to wander into publishing animal rights and vegetarian books. You might say that the animal rights movement made a rather large detour in my writing life, and it is an effort for me to manage both sides of my life. However, I grew up in the small press movement as a publisher. Looking back over the last twenty-five years, I realize that I matured in grassroots movements and that that has been an extraordinary place to be. It has taught me much about the political system.
There is a “fun” side to my life. I do much exercising, aerobics, weight lifting, walking, and so on, love parties, love to dance, love beautiful gardens, regret that I don’t have one; love to read, to visit old friends, regret that I don’t have enough time to do these things. I could use three lives.
It was several “single” events. Richard Schwartz sent me a copy of his manuscript, Judaism and Vegetarianism, around 1982 or 1983. For the first time, I read a description of factory farming, and it revolted me. I stopped eating meat, and eventually published his book. Almost simultaneously, by happenstance, I read a novel, called Skin by the Italian writer, Curzio Malaparte. In it there is a horrific description of a