I Am Doing Something Different.
This morning, I read a column from one of my favorite authors, Marion Winik.
I’ve been reading Marion Winik since my kids were very young. I found a book called The Lunch-box Chronicles about a mom raising two boys, just when I was raising two boys of the same age. It was funny and delightful, and made me feel less alone in raising Dylan and Shane.
So I read everything she ever wrote.
Marion Winik’s backstory is rough, in a similar way to my own backstory. Her sarcasm and wit, however, are substantially better than mine – and I love the way she describes the challenges of getting through normal circumstances.
I signed up for her monthly email years ago. Sometimes I don’t have the time to read it, but even the wording of her emails interests me.
So when I read her column about the current state of the world, and then tried to post my own blog post about how it’s going with online college, I simply couldn’t do it.
There’s no depth to what I am writing – mostly because there’s no depth to what I’m doing. There’s no depth to anything right now, except for my black, all-the-way-to-the-earth’s-core gut feelings.
So today, I am doing something different. I am recommending that anyone who wants to read how I feel – or anyone who maybe wants to dig a little deeper into how they feel – should read the latest column by Marion Winik.
I love to write. I will continue to write. But I will never be able to tackle the description of a pandemic with anywhere near as much power and realism as she did.
So you can find it here, if you so desire: