I am so, so happy to be here. Just listened to someone read "Cocoon" out loud to me as I followed on the page -- oh, my gosh, wow -- loved it. Trying to burble onto my own pages as regularly as possible and grateful for the inspiration of "Cocoon" and this "newsletter." Dance on!
A quick question on the story, if you have a moment. The narrator tracks down Tyronne or visits the business, correct? The juxtaposition of "he didn't seem shocked" with "he invited me" leads me to this thought . . .
Hi, Wendy, the Narrator goes to the old business and, apparent, "off-screen" they go to a client house together. Tyrone invites the Narrator inside. M^
It is the word "moth" in the last line that initially stuck with me. Evoking both destructive holes in cloth and being drawn to a flame right away. As I said previously, wow.
(I grew up learning to sew by watching my mother do it for hours with her outer thigh pressing a metal loop of a bar on a small, old-fashioned machine to zipper things together.)
I am so, so happy to be here. Just listened to someone read "Cocoon" out loud to me as I followed on the page -- oh, my gosh, wow -- loved it. Trying to burble onto my own pages as regularly as possible and grateful for the inspiration of "Cocoon" and this "newsletter." Dance on!
Thank you for reading Cocoon. That story has a special place in my heart! Welcome to Sitting in Silence.
A quick question on the story, if you have a moment. The narrator tracks down Tyronne or visits the business, correct? The juxtaposition of "he didn't seem shocked" with "he invited me" leads me to this thought . . .
Hi, Wendy, the Narrator goes to the old business and, apparent, "off-screen" they go to a client house together. Tyrone invites the Narrator inside. M^
Yup, with ya.
It is the word "moth" in the last line that initially stuck with me. Evoking both destructive holes in cloth and being drawn to a flame right away. As I said previously, wow.
(I grew up learning to sew by watching my mother do it for hours with her outer thigh pressing a metal loop of a bar on a small, old-fashioned machine to zipper things together.)
By the way, you have every right not to have replied to my question. But I very much appreciate that you did.