There is no place for exaggeration of momentary saddness in Certain Women, no one has the time, Laura Wells has to Lawyer up, Gina has to build a house and Jamie has to tend to her horses. Other than while travelling, in a car or something, even then the feeling of coeval loneliness takes over. So naturally it feels suffocating....in the mountains....its cold, its raining, you feel trapped by untraversable landscapes and impenetrable people. All you have is either your family like Gina, your work like Laura and Elizabeth or your animals like Jamie.
I want to write more about why Southern/American West short stories feel so magical, but I ain’t in the mood, so maybe later 😊
There is no place for exaggeration of momentary saddness in Certain Women, no one has the time, Laura Wells has to Lawyer up, Gina has to build a house and Jamie has to tend to her horses. Other than while travelling, in a car or something, even then the feeling of coeval loneliness takes over. So naturally it feels suffocating....in the mountains....its cold, its raining, you feel trapped by untraversable landscapes and impenetrable people. All you have is either your family like Gina, your work like Laura and Elizabeth or your animals like Jamie.
I want to write more about why Southern/American West short stories feel so magical, but I ain’t in the mood, so maybe later 😊