What a stunning piece of writing. I didn't mean to read it, but couldn't stop! How it evokes an inner and outer geography, how Kentucky is so tied to moving and yet staying grounded, finding that ground. Oh. I will read more!!!!
Beautiful, evocative - my morning coffee was supposed to be accompanied by reading the news, but instead I tripped over this and now my day is wrapped in something far more thought provoking and rich. And I want to read more of your writing … thank you for this unexpected gift.
I’ll be 72 soon. The depth of the betrayal, hurt, and grief continues to reveal itself. For a while I thought I had risen from the ruination and made some of my life. Now I think it’s more like I have been walking around covered in ash all these years.
This was so mesmerizing. It definitely hit me in so many ways. Who I thought I was at 18, all the roads I took and women I was... thank you, Karen. I love it and I'm saving it to come back to again and again.
What a stunning piece of writing. I didn't mean to read it, but couldn't stop! How it evokes an inner and outer geography, how Kentucky is so tied to moving and yet staying grounded, finding that ground. Oh. I will read more!!!!
Beautiful, evocative - my morning coffee was supposed to be accompanied by reading the news, but instead I tripped over this and now my day is wrapped in something far more thought provoking and rich. And I want to read more of your writing … thank you for this unexpected gift.
That was a great piece of writing.
I lost my son to adoption at 17.
I’ll be 72 soon. The depth of the betrayal, hurt, and grief continues to reveal itself. For a while I thought I had risen from the ruination and made some of my life. Now I think it’s more like I have been walking around covered in ash all these years.
Thank you for your writing.
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Compelling, evocative, beautiful. Thank you for this look into another woman's complicated, circuitous, hard, lovely life.
I loved the suggestion that there is no neat beginning, middle, end story arc to women’s, and probably all people’s, lives
Ohhhh. Yes, riveting. This reached in and grabbed me.
This is writing. Ordering the book right now. Thank you!
Oh my. This is so beautifully written. I’ve re-read it twice and will return to your story in coming days. Thank you.
This morning, your piece gave me a glimpse of those holy hills to the east of Lincoln county, where I live. The soil here is sacred, too. Thank you.
This was so mesmerizing. It definitely hit me in so many ways. Who I thought I was at 18, all the roads I took and women I was... thank you, Karen. I love it and I'm saving it to come back to again and again.
Magic.
So beautiful- I don’t want to leave it
Oh my goodness. I think I'm in love. This reminds me of the first time I read Dorothy Allison's short stories in her collection, Trash.