As a child, if I admitted to anything it could lead to painful consequences, so I learned to lie if confronted, which I had to overcome as an adult.
Archives for January 2013
The article describes a moment when a daughter who thought her mother was stuck in the ‘backwards’ 1950s was really a feminist in her own way in her own time. The daughter realizes that she may have thought she was educated, but at the end of the day, women like her mother fought the battles before she was born. She now looks at her mother in a different way.
Well, I do. But here’s a confession. Until I started writing and submitting short stories a few years ago, I didn’t. Not one. I barely knew of their existence. Granta and The Paris Review sat prominently displayed on the counter of my local independent bookstore and I might glance at their covers, even scan the […]