“I was never able to explain to my teachers how I could be sorry for biting but come right back to school and do it again. The feel of my teeth sinking into something so soft was only part of it. There was something comforting about that first yelp when I went deep, something about the crying, and the teacher shouting my name as she pulled us apart . . . I liked how everything happened the same way each time, right up to me walking home with a note pinned to my shirt that proved the things I thought had happened were the very same things my teacher thought had happened. Everything made sense.” (p. 15)*
“Sometimes Dad’s talking became like the sound at the end of a record, before you removed the needle. Fuff fuff fuff. Everyone likes to tell you the ways you’re wrong and ways you can improve yourself and what you should and shouldn’t do. Sometimes you have to tune it out or there’s nothing left of you that’s right.” (p. 117)*
Read these interviews with Susan Henderson:
CarolineLeavittville • Make a Scene • Psychology Today • Writers on Process
Read these guest posts by Susan Henderson:
“The Importance of Community” @ The Bird Sisters • “At What Point Can You Call Yourself a Writer?” @ Guide to Literary Agents Editor’s Blog
Happy launch day, Susan! (Now excuse me while I go back to my reading!)
Come back for my full review on October 22, as part of a TLC book tour.
*Note that these quotes are from an ARC and may be changed before publication.
Yesterday morning, as I lay in extended child’s pose at the end of my morning yoga routine, Cairo installed herself on the small of my back. (I had just been thinking that it would feel nice to have someone press down gently on my back!) Mr. B interrupted his yoga routine to take a few photos, but unfortunately, my camera appears to have finally given up the ghost. So in lieu of those photos, here are a few others of Cairo being very cute... (Click on photos to enlarge.)
Cairo licking up catnip on her scratching post
Cairo drinking from a pint glass