Reading ourselves as a fiction as well as a fact is so liberating. The wider we read the freer we become. Emily Dickinson barely left her homestead in Amherst, Massachusetts, but when we read, ‘My life stood—a loaded gun’ we know we have met an imagination that will detonate life, not decorate it. ~ Jeannette Winterson, “Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

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