Bunny is one of the best writers on this here web (and maybe anywhere else, frankly) ... and I have been living her multi-chaptered story about being in 42nd Street in high school. Seriously. This woman is so good I don't know what to say. She makes me want to be braver. More open. More honest. Messier.
She inspires me.
The piece is a time-commitment. She's a real writer. Read it like you would a short story, or a long article in the New Yorker or Atlantic.
I'm so so moved right now and I must go cry for a while.
I knew we were moving towards something - as she slowly posted each part. I succumbed to her details, her character sketches, her beautifully and humorously described moments, I succumbed to the moment ... to HER moment ... knowing that I was in good hands.
Last Dance with Mary Jane -
Posted by sheila | TrackBackJust amazing.
Posted by: tracey at September 20, 2006 7:54 PM