“ It doesn't matter what story we're telling, we're telling the story of family. ”
You don’t look like anyone special at all,” I tell him. And I curse him. And I start a club to hate him. And I make a magic spell to get rid of him.
~ Erica Lorraine Scheidt
The thing I've learned is that thinking is not writing.
Toy is talking and this is why I love her. She can go on about herself ceaselessly and like the scratching of a branch against the window at night, the steady insistence of it is comforting. She has stories without beginnings, stories that trail off, stories that crisscross and contradict and dead end.Toy is the star of her stories. Events orbit her like a constellation.
And the stories we tell ourselves are not the only stories.
