Such a humble phrase "Bridget had preferred when her life was nothing" and beautifully written. Nothing comes with troubles of its own for sure but nothing can sometimes be liberating. I have no idea why it took me so long to get into these but so far love them. I am starting to see a connection to the title as well.
“Yeah, but just sitting there? / Yes, just sitting there.” Love the dialogue twisting and turning through all the anxiety and beliefs staring down the unknown. Very timely, as we all figure out what role we want to take on and if it’s really making a difference.
I’m enjoying all the layers in this. Each paragraph, often each sentence and detail, carries its own story. The effect is a fine weaving of many colors. The patterns and stories are just starting to come clear. I’m happy to immerse in this authentic and carefully observed world.
Thanks, Julie. As with every story, so much had to be left out, and the choices we make as story tellers are, we hope, the essential threads that will weave, and form a picture. I'm glad it's working.
The Surbiton gag brings out the humour of looking back at the absurdity of MAD, etc. But the echoes of the current threats to our peace balance this out. The effect is neatly poised.
Such a humble phrase "Bridget had preferred when her life was nothing" and beautifully written. Nothing comes with troubles of its own for sure but nothing can sometimes be liberating. I have no idea why it took me so long to get into these but so far love them. I am starting to see a connection to the title as well.
“Yeah, but just sitting there? / Yes, just sitting there.” Love the dialogue twisting and turning through all the anxiety and beliefs staring down the unknown. Very timely, as we all figure out what role we want to take on and if it’s really making a difference.
Thank you. It feels timely. So glad this novel gets to speak now.
This is so great. Bridget, I understand you! And your dad can sod right off.
Ha! ✊🏻
I’m enjoying all the layers in this. Each paragraph, often each sentence and detail, carries its own story. The effect is a fine weaving of many colors. The patterns and stories are just starting to come clear. I’m happy to immerse in this authentic and carefully observed world.
Thanks, Julie. As with every story, so much had to be left out, and the choices we make as story tellers are, we hope, the essential threads that will weave, and form a picture. I'm glad it's working.
How timely this is. The madness of it all, then and now.
Another chapter highlighting your mad skills. I love how tightly you can hold to each character’s truths.
❤️
The force of the title works here and in every chapter so far: Fallout, indeed.
It came to me while swimming, two years ago, suddenly. Sometimes that happens…
Poor Miss Jenkins - frustrated and lonely in her protest against MAD and madness. She's trying hard with Bridget, but not much luck so far.
Awful/Funny - a studied return to 'then' in now.
Thanks v much. I loved going back there.
thanks for taking us with you
The Surbiton gag brings out the humour of looking back at the absurdity of MAD, etc. But the echoes of the current threats to our peace balance this out. The effect is neatly poised.
Thanks, Jeff, yes, it was a balance I strived for.