Book diary: A chapter on "ambiguous loss"

This is the second in our ongoing journey here...and weaves in The Times review of Wild and Precious that just came out (95% positive!)

Each week, going forward, I will share a chunk of writing that I’ve been working on for my upcoming book project. Last week I shared an opening chapter that explains how we need truth more than hope right now.

In this chapter, which will sit some way into the book, I’m continuing on from an anecdote earlier in the book, where (ha!) I get ghosted by a fully grown man.

I tend to write in bunches of ideas…and then I seperate them out so the ideas and threads develop in the best way for the reader’s journey through the topic. It’s something I spend a lot of time on…weaving my personal trek to get to the bottom of things with the intellectual ideas so that the experience is an organic unfolding.

My last evening in Sifnos where I wrote some of the below while eating Vlita and chickpeas. I’m now in London for book launch duties.

(I kinda referenced the dude I refer to in an earlier post. I called him KCG, aka Kind Capable Guy. So there is some context for you. Since I’ve been in Paris, my journey with love and men has gone through some interesting twists and turns. All of them entirely valuable.)

Anyway, this non-linear way of writing is one that I grapple with. Rather, others tend to grapple with it. Just yesterday a journalist for The Times referenced this technique in their mostly positive review of This One Wild and Precious Life (I’ve put the rest of the review below, cut and pasted, so that you don’t have to buy a News Corp subscription):