“Beyond the Pages: Lidia Yuknavitch Reveals the Hidden Depths of ‘Reading the Waves'”
The pissy pants part of me wants to say clarity is for pussies, but even I don’t believe that exactly. It’s just not where I want to put my life and erotic energy. I think clarity is useful for some things. But I’d prefer to swim in the ocean and render the sensory experience with other kindred souls. It’s OK though. We need ALL the forms, all the styles, the wide messy varieties of art so that we can create connective webs of experience.
LL: The last section of Reading the Waves, titled, “Solaces,” I was swooning. Every bit resonated. Every bit made me want to re-story myself, which is because I am on a massive cusp of change. I shouted them out across the room to whoever would listen: “Your fields of possibility are everything! Mine has been art and water. What are yours?” Seriously. The people at Starbucks thought I was pretty weird. And then they laughed. What do these people at Starbucks need to know?
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