Julie, it feels like much is hidden in Grace's fear in this chapter and I wonder, not for the first time, quite how she will manage to divert attention from her own trauma?
I felt like the proverbial fly-on-the-wall, your dialogue and description are transformative!
God what a pivotal, revealing chapter. Grace’s younger self, yanked from all she loved— “after he tore her from her grandparents, tore her from Holland Island and the herons and marshes and sunrise breezes” and the way her body responded, a cellular “No” to all she now fights for. This leaves me feeling so very sad for her Julie! She’s buried so much of her longing, to the point where even her tears are only “water leaking.” Wow, you’ve really raised the stakes here. The decades of suppression like a volcano ready to blow.
That Grace is a pistol, as my Texan relatives would say. I’m eager to see what she does next.
😆 Thanks for being here, Ben.
Julie, it feels like much is hidden in Grace's fear in this chapter and I wonder, not for the first time, quite how she will manage to divert attention from her own trauma?
I felt like the proverbial fly-on-the-wall, your dialogue and description are transformative!
Thanks, Susie. I appreciate you!
God what a pivotal, revealing chapter. Grace’s younger self, yanked from all she loved— “after he tore her from her grandparents, tore her from Holland Island and the herons and marshes and sunrise breezes” and the way her body responded, a cellular “No” to all she now fights for. This leaves me feeling so very sad for her Julie! She’s buried so much of her longing, to the point where even her tears are only “water leaking.” Wow, you’ve really raised the stakes here. The decades of suppression like a volcano ready to blow.
☺️ buckle up for a bit longer. She’s a fighter.
Anyone who has had a medical emergency knows this might feel all too real. Great internal and external dialogue.
Thanks, Stacy. I appreciate your notes. 📝