One of my personal essays is running in Skirt, a print and online magazine. This one's especially dear to me. Although it recalls a time in my life that was particularly painful, by looking at that period through a particular lens, I came to an understanding of an elemental truth beyond the current misery.
Here's the opening.....
When my first child, Sean, was nine months-old, I regarded myself as a failure at motherhood. My husband, Frank, would come in from work each day to find me at the kitchen table, sobbing. I would explain it all again: I am miserable. I am no good at this. I do not know how to be a mother.You can read the complete essay here on the Skirt! site.
I needed to know I could do something right. A quilt seemed like a worthy project. Systematic. Sequential. One square after another...
Tomorrow, we shall return to our regularly scheduled (non self-promoting) programming. Thanks for reading.
2 comments:
Wonderful essay! Love the self-promotion you're doing too - nothing wrong with steering your audience to your work!
Do you know about this place: http://www.quiltmuseum.org/
It's in Paducah, Kentucky. Would love to go there sometime.
Quilts are a sewer's canvas - and the designs made by quilters can be very expressive.
anne
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Work it, girl! Self-promote your little heart out!
That was a great piece and the more you promote your wonderful work the more people get to read it.
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