Five Tuesdays in Winter
Those who create something are often offering up shortcuts and windows to their soul. Whether it be a piece of writing, a painting, a podcast (or two…thinking of a good friend here!), or, say, an Instagram account, the “creation” in question is an outgrowth of some sort of message, articulated or not, that is burrowed in one’s heart and is in need of conveyance. At least that’s how I think of it, and I know it’s how another friend — a visual artist, and the one who prompted me to finally get this book off my shelf — thinks of it too.
Five Tuesdays in Winter, a short story collection by Lily King, is just perfection. A thread throughout many of the stories is writing in secret and in private, fearful of revealing work to the outside. Sometimes it’s “outed” unintentionally. My friend texted, “The last story [“The Man at the Door”] is haunting. A writer battling time, her own inner critic and the “voices” of her parents. Read it first.” (Oops, I forgot. So I read it third.) Zinger on the inner critic part.
Read it and then go see You Hurt My Feelings with Julia Louis-Dreyfuss and Tobias Menzies. ⚡️⚡️⚡️
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