I don't often do the touchy feely thing, but the truth is my heart just spread all the way out of my body as I listened to this.
Any day now, after letting my novel rest for a few weeks, I'm starting the next revision . Inside my head I've been doing the tough love thing - you must be unrelenting, you must have no mercy with extraneous minor characters, you must cut all that part about the young Seminole girl who charms snakes and wants to know how to sew bathing suits. There's been more tough than love.
So when Tayari spoke of finding that "other kind of love," I sort of started crying. And now I think I'm ready to begin this ending of three years of work.
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