This is an amazingly clear and open story about a young person's feelings. I don't know how you do it, Kay, but you are definitely mining all the gold from your mountain of memories.
Man, Kay, your stories are so lovely and edifying and filled with what it means to be a human figuring out things; especially sexuality. Some of this is so good it hurts to read it, which means it is wonderfully powerful writing. Every one of these pieces have taken me through the emotional angst of what you must have been dealing with coming of age, and then finally going through the challenge of confronting it as an adult. I have felt anew how unjust the world is as I read this stuff but I also get inspired and emboldened by your resolve to be who you were born to be. I'm not sure I would have had the courage. Made me think of my favorite Hemingway line when I read one of your pieces: "The world breaks all of us. But those of us who mend are stronger in our broken places." That seems clearly to be you.
Thanks for sharing these memories. I saw your post in LC and had to check out your blog. I’m glad I did! Although I don’t remember the moment when I was told to wear a “blouse,” I cherish the photo of me at about six where I was bare-chested. In fact, I’ll be writing about that in the chapter I’ll be releasing this Sunday of my serialized memoir, “If You Only Knew.” https://www.annettemarquis.com/s/if-you-only-knew.
This is an amazingly clear and open story about a young person's feelings. I don't know how you do it, Kay, but you are definitely mining all the gold from your mountain of memories.
Always panning for gold!
Man, Kay, your stories are so lovely and edifying and filled with what it means to be a human figuring out things; especially sexuality. Some of this is so good it hurts to read it, which means it is wonderfully powerful writing. Every one of these pieces have taken me through the emotional angst of what you must have been dealing with coming of age, and then finally going through the challenge of confronting it as an adult. I have felt anew how unjust the world is as I read this stuff but I also get inspired and emboldened by your resolve to be who you were born to be. I'm not sure I would have had the courage. Made me think of my favorite Hemingway line when I read one of your pieces: "The world breaks all of us. But those of us who mend are stronger in our broken places." That seems clearly to be you.
Thanks for sharing these memories. I saw your post in LC and had to check out your blog. I’m glad I did! Although I don’t remember the moment when I was told to wear a “blouse,” I cherish the photo of me at about six where I was bare-chested. In fact, I’ll be writing about that in the chapter I’ll be releasing this Sunday of my serialized memoir, “If You Only Knew.” https://www.annettemarquis.com/s/if-you-only-knew.