Thinking abt Chris Abani’s discussion of the recurring object that everything rubs up against (maybe he didn’t say rub?). Adore your voice, Elizabeth, and capture of time, George Winston, OPEC…
Wow. Brought me right back to the high school school cafeteria, sitting on the lap of the guy who taught me about ear nibbling but with whom I'd never exchange phone numbers. If this is any indication of what your memoir will be like, I'm here for it.
This was so good, and devastating. I loved this sentence: His mouth at my clavicle is a promise that his crude comment seals, and I file it away like an IOU.
Made me squirm and remember
and want to forget. Well done!
Well done, Elizabeth! You bring back all the miserable and mysterious memories of boys learning to be men.
Best candid description of “development” as a series of penis adventures and the looks of boys to men …all wrapped up in your inimitable voice.
I woke up super early and cked my email, saw your name and dove in for a morning word romp. Girl friend, you nailed this one good. ❤️🔥
Thinking abt Chris Abani’s discussion of the recurring object that everything rubs up against (maybe he didn’t say rub?). Adore your voice, Elizabeth, and capture of time, George Winston, OPEC…
Wow. Brought me right back to the high school school cafeteria, sitting on the lap of the guy who taught me about ear nibbling but with whom I'd never exchange phone numbers. If this is any indication of what your memoir will be like, I'm here for it.
I started reading this when I only had time for a short essay; had to come back for the rest. Soooooo worth it & excited for future installments.
Exquisite.
Your voice is so strong here. I know I always say that about your work, but it’s deepening and feels more authentically you than ever. Brava!
That is some literate candor. Well said and humiliatingly true. Thanks.
This was so good, and devastating. I loved this sentence: His mouth at my clavicle is a promise that his crude comment seals, and I file it away like an IOU.
So real, Elizabeth! Brought back a lot of memories :)