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I just finished Tell the Wolves. The characters were heartbreaking, but it was such a beautiful story. I just want to know what happens to the family over the next 5,10 years.......

This post made me think back to my high school days when one of my best friends was a gay guy. We went to school in a very small town in the middle of Illinois...nuff said!

Thanks for the book recommendations. I've added them both to my list.

When everyone gets to be who they truly are-you, Mitch,little red hot chili peppers...one soon realizes that the stars ARE the actual skyline.


Sometimes others miss the beauty of the view when staring straight ahead. A glance to the right or more notably the left yields amazing discoveries.

I will put those books on my reading list. Just finished John Irving's In One Person, parts of it were in the early 80's and AIDS. Seriousness masked in his lighter writing style. And a lot of boxing as per usual.

Have you read 'Astrid and Veronika' by Linda Olsson? A lovely, quiet book. An unlikely friendship formed when need dictates it.

J

I too had to read Tell the Wolves sloooowly, to make it last as long as possible.Rich writing with a story to match its beauty. Thanks for the Chokeberry tip.
sharron

Ordered Tell the Wolves and read the HuffPost article - thank you so much for sharing..........

I can't comment on books because I haven't read one in ages. As a result my magazine piles are healthy and growing because i must have something to read or I will go bonkers. On the other hand, I can comment on the Hansa øl. Beer of my youth, first one I ever tasted. Never really developed a taste for it but enjoyed the time with friends and the places it flowed.
The day I go back to reading books, you're my go to gal.
Marissa

I like you more and more each day. And I've liked you from day one. Perhaps it's the Kansas in you, or the inability to bond to other Kansas girls. 'Cause I really get that.

My favorite book was the Elegance of the Hedgehog. I just loved that story. Surprisingly few people have read it. I would also recommend 'Astrid and Veronika'. It was a lovely story. I thoroughly enjoy your blog and the direction your artwork is going. When you write about your travels, it's as if we get to go along for the journey. Thank you Mary Ann.

Lovely article, thanks for the link. I'm just finishing The Cat's Table by Michael Ondaatje -- highly recommended so put it on your list.

Enjoyed seeing more of your Norway journal pages, enjoyed reading the Huff Post article and just ordered "Black Chokeberry" - I need a good book for upcoming flight to Montana. You always inspire, inform and entertain Mary Ann! Thanks!

I read the piece you linked to and thought the paper ephemera lover inside of you must of screamed NOOOOOO! when she let the pages of her old address book plop into the trash bin.

I recently tried to elongate the reading experience of the novel Half-Blood Blues by Esi Edugyan. The only time I ever didn't want a book to end was Austin Clarke's The Polished Hoe . I can't explain it.

Thinking about how to engage your little wild man. Have you seen this book? http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1603429883/ref=oh_details_o00_s00_i00

Just a thought. Always thinking, that's me.

Wow, what a great article! I will definitely check out her book; thanks for sharing. Curious- whatever became of Mitch?

The first young man my daughter brought to meet us came dressed in a black skirt and white blouse, looking very ready to sit down at a typewriter and begin work. I warmed to him immediately. Years later, when we celebrated her 21st, there he was, looking every so much like Louie of France, all dressed in white with lace attached to everything. He was alive, and unafraid to live an authentic life. Martha's beautiful writing in Huffington brought a tear as I was reminded of my parents journey through that time in their lives. Your writing is sometime very much like that - draws you in and keeps you there wanting more. xoDonna

I cringed when Martha dropped her old address book into the trash. We all know what to do with such a treasure... it certainly isn't as fodder for the trash heap. What a wonderful book that could become.

Hola amazing one! I just found your blog. One word: Amazing. I have been lurking and savoring all that you share. Thank you. Oh, were are my manners, so nice to meet you. Blessings y besitos, Yolanda

TELL THE WOLVES is one of my favorite books. I read it thanks to YOU. I may NEVER lend it out, for fear of NOT having it when I need a re-read. Loved HEDGEHOG as well as it's French movie version. I was happy to have WOLVES after the Hell-Ride that was GONE GIRL. I just finished APRON ANXIETY by a writer/Blogger in NYC. Much lighter fare, but I kinda needed that. It has a dose of Washington DC thrown in (my home town area) and that was fun. Book-On, Dear one and Huffington Post?....always rocks it!

Loving your journal pages, wanting to be inside them, hopping the roof tops and walking the streets. sigh. I had a Mitch in my life, so upon reading that, completely understood. Lyle was gay and was my bff, like no other, we got each other, we could share anything, we spent alot of time talking into the wee hours, we did alot of crazy dancing under the moon and conversations on the phone would sometimes go all night. Those were the days, so young; confident, brave but scared and unsure too, trying to figure out the complexities of our lives and who we were supposed to be. I'm still not sure I've got that figured out. Thanks for sharing this with us. It was sweet thinking back.

I love your brain. Be well.

Am just starting Tell the Wolves and an excited to dive in now. My Mitch was Kevin, I was a freshman in college. We danced liked fools more nights a week than I should have. He was a dear kind friend who could talk me into anything. My mom used to say "he could charm the balls off a cobra"! Love him and miss him every day. He was a casualty of that time and died of AIDS a much too young man.

Mary Ann, thank you for the link to Martha's article. I have an old address book that I cannot part with because my brothers are still there in that old book.

I just finished Tell the Wolves I'm Home and what an amazing book! I couldn't stop reading it. This is definitely on my list of favorites. Beautifully written and heartbeaking. Love, love love. Thanks for exposing it to me!

First time visiting your blog after recommendation from a girl I met in an evening class. I just want to say that I love to read your writing and I LOVE your journals.
Hugs from Norway
Linda

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