I didn’t feel there was anything I needed to tell you at the end and yet, I wasn’t ready. We weren’t finished. Why is that? In my teens and even into my twenties, I said you were the worst mother. I had reasons for my anger but none of them belonged with you.
Read MoreAndie Fox is a writer I know. She writes heartachingly honestly about women, mothering and where we’ve got to in this sweet old world. We have coffee now and then, very occasionally swim. I have a memoir coming out this year – terrifyingly personal – and Andie, who often writes with herself in the frame, has been my model of how to write courageously about yourself.
Read MoreI’ve been rewatching episodes of The West Wing this week, as a sort of inoculation against the real world of American politics. In one of the episodes, Keb'Mo performs the gorgeous America, the Beautiful with guitar accompaniment. In these last months in the real America, it's anger and hatred rather than beauty that have swept the fruited plains the song celebrates.
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