Abduction pieces in the news rip me apart. Deep End of the Ocean by Jacquelyn Mitchard, a major bestseller, was about just that. I couldn’t read in when it came out back in 1996, in spite of the fact it was the first book of Oprah’s Book Club. I remember, too, being marveled by a writer’s first novel hitting such a feat and having hope that maybe one day…
However, seeing the book discussed on TV, seeing the author on TV, passing by its ever-present displays in various bookstores (especially in the malls back then) unsettled the shit out of me. I was a single mom. Raising my then four-year old son alone. Just the mere thought of something like that happening paralyzed me.
Lately, one story in that light has been pulling at me in my head begging to be written. “Write hard and clear about what hurts,” said Ernest Hemingway. Burying the Bitter, my short, was a hard write. It was so dark, so raw, and with all that, surprisingly one of the easiest to write.
There are many dark stories in my head that are always scratching to get out, but I
try so hard to ignore them because I can’t entertain the thought of exercising the discomfort long enough to write them.
I may do it.
Hell, I’m feeling claustrophobic already just thinking about it.
Maybe that’s why I need to write it. It may free me and, even better, help someone else.
Have you read Deep End of the Ocean? Your thoughts on it, too? Please share in the comments.
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