Met with my editor today, and she said this:
"So what's been interesting in working with you, Tiffany, is that you're a very good
notes on grief (originally posted july 8, 2021)
because tonight, my mind is stuck in a loop of just that night, just that night, just that night. as if nothing exists before it, and nothing exists after it
husband forcing us to watch the new "wuthering heights" movie has me sighing in disgust every two minutes
00:15
Why extra servants but no Hindley. Why does Joseph get to exist? Why Zillah? She's not
Grief
The memories would slam against me like the waves of an incoming tide, sweeping my body along to some strange
A playlist for my beloved
let this be my glass bottle in the sea and hope it finds you wherever you are, because music was a sacred bridge you crossed to find me, and without you, I've struggled hear it again.