I read this several years ago, Rochelle, and it is even more beautiful, filled with an ineffable yearning, than it was then. I can feel the children's little bodies, the sister's harsh shoulder blades, the images in your brother-in-law's sketches, the impossible blues of the sky. I bow to you!
I actually gasped out loud when she found her sister in the tub. I guess I was forgetting that this was fiction. This is so gripping, and so beautiful. TIF on Substack has a weekly fiction submission, but you have to have published the same week, so hurry over there! I think it might be This Week In Fiction. I’m so happy you are getting all of your beautiful work into the world.
I was driving to a board meeting yesterday when your comment pinged. I love the way you bring your whole attention to what you read, Kara. Nothing feels quite so affirming as being read with deep attention. I would love to have some long conversations about Nick, your chapters, and that gnawing feeling that we have when we’re right in the thick of it and we don’t quite know how to put all the pieces together. This is the bane of my life! But viewed from the outside, the work appears to be unfolding perfectly. To me, A Suitable Vessel for Magic looks flawless, and holds your intention and your shared story so gracefully I can’t really imagine it being any other way. My experience is I don’t trust that unfolding in my work, don’t trust that it really doesn’t need much direction from me; it’s birthing itself just fine. I can see that process in your work but not in my own, and I think it’s the same for you, and probably for most of us. Also, you have an extraordinary critical eye and ear! I learn so much every time I listen to you wrestle with a piece of work, turning it this way and that, unerringly finding where it isn’t quite itself yet, where it can grow more, shine brighter. It’s just such a pleasure to hang out with you and the writers at Writers Daily Dive!
I read this several years ago, Rochelle, and it is even more beautiful, filled with an ineffable yearning, than it was then. I can feel the children's little bodies, the sister's harsh shoulder blades, the images in your brother-in-law's sketches, the impossible blues of the sky. I bow to you!
I got goose bumps reading that. Thank you. 😍
It’s @tifteam. Top In Fiction.
I actually gasped out loud when she found her sister in the tub. I guess I was forgetting that this was fiction. This is so gripping, and so beautiful. TIF on Substack has a weekly fiction submission, but you have to have published the same week, so hurry over there! I think it might be This Week In Fiction. I’m so happy you are getting all of your beautiful work into the world.
I was driving to a board meeting yesterday when your comment pinged. I love the way you bring your whole attention to what you read, Kara. Nothing feels quite so affirming as being read with deep attention. I would love to have some long conversations about Nick, your chapters, and that gnawing feeling that we have when we’re right in the thick of it and we don’t quite know how to put all the pieces together. This is the bane of my life! But viewed from the outside, the work appears to be unfolding perfectly. To me, A Suitable Vessel for Magic looks flawless, and holds your intention and your shared story so gracefully I can’t really imagine it being any other way. My experience is I don’t trust that unfolding in my work, don’t trust that it really doesn’t need much direction from me; it’s birthing itself just fine. I can see that process in your work but not in my own, and I think it’s the same for you, and probably for most of us. Also, you have an extraordinary critical eye and ear! I learn so much every time I listen to you wrestle with a piece of work, turning it this way and that, unerringly finding where it isn’t quite itself yet, where it can grow more, shine brighter. It’s just such a pleasure to hang out with you and the writers at Writers Daily Dive!