I first heard Gjertrud Schnackenberg's particular name uttered aloud in the one-room office of The Pans Review. During the late 1990s, I worked as an associate editor at the literary magazine and as assistant to its co-founder, the late George Plimpton. On most days, "work" was a generous term for what we did. We stumbled to the office after 10 in the morning and left before the evening's first party began.
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