Sitting in the coffee shop drinking my decaf and eating a chocolate brownie while writing another famous novel, I am distracted. My gaze wanders out the window and, like a lot of men, my gaze is attracted to movement. This goes back to the days of cavemen when it was…
Wow, Poppy, this is really extraordinary. You engage yourself with these difficult, traumatic issues, and you have a wonderful way to parse this picture into its pieces, yet pull it together for the whole picture. Analytical, yet emotional, and... in spite of what you have endured, I do not feel hate from your writing. This is very good. Keep it up.
Bonnie Joy Sludikoff
Sorry you had to endure that, but you are not a failure or weak because you did not do everything you wish you had. Most all of us do not have instant comebacks for jerks. I don't know if I get bleeped for calling him an asshole. Thanks for telling this story and I apologize for all the men out there who do these things.
I agree with you and sympathize. Write for yourself. I will never understand the system, myself, and some will seemingly make a lot of money, but most of us will not. You write very well, so please continue and enjoy it. My best for the holidays and the New Year!