![]() ![]() My mother obsessively reads reviews, which I've told her can lead nowhere good, but she's very proud and can't seem to help herself. ![]() My parents and I are still very close, and they were incredibly supportive of this process-I consider that I great testament to who they are as people and as parents. I truly lived in fear that the publication of the book would irreparably damage my relationship with my parents, but nothing has really changed. There's something very cathartic about transferring things from your mind to paper. I think I was sort of hoping she'd say, no one wants to read that stuff, and I could go on pretending none of it ever happened, but at that moment in my life I needed to get it all out, and writing is my main vehicle for the processing of information and emotion. ![]() I was actually working on another, far more vacuous, non-fiction piece when my mother underwent surgery that went horribly wrong. The aftermath of caring for her, cleaning her home, revealing a lifelong secret to friends, and the nightmares that followed really consumed me for some time. I went to meet with my agent to discuss what I was working on and basically told her the piece I'd been writing just didn't fit who I was at that moment, but there was something else in my life I felt overwhelmed with and wondered if she thought it was something worth reading. She listened to the five minute version of my life and said, "That's your book." Why did you decide to write your book now? Has the publication had any impact on your parents and your relationship to your parents?Ī. ![]()
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