So many middle-class marriages are held together by pretence, the big, fat lie of the perfect family, the Instagram pages of exotic holidays, the Facebook lovey-dovey messages, when underneath the surface things are roiling. We are confronted by unreality, we are overwhelmed with the pressure of seeming to have it all, we have become mask-wearing humans. But those lines from my book are so true of marriage; the banal truism of nobody knows what goes on behind closed doors still holds. Nobody knows of the wounding and the healing, the forming and the dissipating, the failures and triumphs. Marriages are these miraculous organisms which have the ability to repair and regrow; they are a place of sanctuary, a place for us to discover our grace, generosity, and resilience. Within marriage, our worst lives become liveable, our worst selves become redeemable. This was the theme I wanted to explore within the elasticity that a fictional story allows us.
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Available at Dogears or online. Do drop in at Dogears on 11 Feb 11am to catch Jose Lourenco and me in conversation about the book or catch me at GALF.
Take care,
Selma