
I was excited at my find! I was joyful to be on the trail, along with experts from Germany and other countries. After trying only two words, “Kafka” and “Doll”, to my surprise, I found many references to this story, and only minor differences in the details. I did not expect to be successful in finding references to Kafka as the writer of the stories to the dolls. And then I went to the search engine: google. I asked people who I knew were steeped in the knowledge of literature to no avail. Each day he returns to the park and gives her a letter that he explains was sent to him by the little girl’s doll, Suzie.Īs I read on, I wondered if the tale about the journey of the lost doll was actually written by Kafka and was historically correct. Kafka works out the plot of the letters so that the little girl, Nancy, understands why the doll has had to leave and as a result her pain is eased. The protagonist, Tom, says that his heart began to break when he realized that Kafka returned to the park each day, with a new letter that he had written for the little girl and explained it was written by the doll. This is a real literary labor and persuasive lie, it will supplant the girl’s loss with a different reality - a false one, maybe, but something true and believable according to the laws of fiction. He sits down at his desk, and as Dora watches him write, she notices the same seriousness and tension he displays when composing his own work. “Because she’s written me a letter,” Kafka says … ” I’ll bring it with me tomorrow.” Kafka goes straight home to write the letter.

“Your doll has gone off on a trip,” he says. He immediately starts inventing a story to explain what happened. Kafka asks her what’s wrong, and she tells him that she’s lost her doll.

One day they run into a little girl in tears, sobbing her heart out. I was surprised when Tom, the novel’s protagonist, spoke on page 153 about a healing story that Franz Kafka had written for a small child he’d met in the park who was crying about her lost doll.Įvery afternoon, Kafka goes out for a walk in the park. I was also drawn by the book’s title since I grew up in Brooklyn, New York. I was reading a book by Paul Auster, The Brooklyn Follies, because I have liked Auster’s writing in the past. I am interested in healing stories, and have been creating my own stories as well as studying the techniques used by others.
