First, you hand over some basics-overwhelming joy, existential angst, a giving-in to desire, etc. And then you promise to withstand talking idly about the weather, to encourage clichรฉ, to uphold the virtues of average. You hand over the need to be understood and, in return, you get a bar of Normal soap. And you can wash in it and be daily reborn to a safe world of modest, enduring love or, at least, mild, well-mannered bonding.
Julianna BaggottOur stories are what we have,โ Our Good Mother says. โOur stories preserve us. we give them to one another. Our stories have value. Do you understand?
Julianna BaggottI'm a writer of faith. I was raised Catholic, and I have a deeply Catholic imagination.
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