“I Was No Longer Afraid to Die. I Was Now Afraid Not to Die.” »
I’m three months behind the curve with this article, but here’s a dissection of Joan Didion’s memoir Blue Nights, and why she looks 92 when she’s actually 76.
Now, I’m just one walker that’s stood way up and looked way down across plenty o’ sights in all their veiled and nakedest seasons. Sighting it, hearing it, seeing and feeling and breathing it in. Sucking down on it. Rubbing it all in the pores of my skin, and the wind between my eyes knocking honey in my comb.
I’m three months behind the curve with this article, but here’s a dissection of Joan Didion’s memoir Blue Nights, and why she looks 92 when she’s actually 76.
