Other memories stick, no matter how much you wish they wouldnโt. Theyโre like a song you hate but canโt ever get completely out of your head, and this song becomes the background noise of your entire life, snippets of lyrics and lines of music floating up and then receding, a crazy kind of tide that never stops.
Sara Zarr. . .There are certain people who come into your life, and leave a mark. . . Their place in your heart is tender; a bruise of longing, a pulse of unfinished business. Just hearing their names pushes and pulls at you in a hundred ways, and when you try to define those hundred ways, describe them even to yourself, words are useless.
Sara ZarrI was a 'learn by doing' writer - I never took any formal writing classes. So it took a long time to figure things out and find my voice.
Sara Zarr