Astonish Me by Maggie Shipstead
Maggie Shipstead is a friend, she came to one of our Mighty Summits. I know someone at the Iowa Writers’ Workshop probably already told you this Maggie, but hell you can write.
A few of my favorite parts of Astonish Me:
He kissed her once, just before he left for college. it had been the kind of kiss that asks for something enormous.
For the first time she can remember, she is not afraid of failing, and the relief feels like joy.
One of Jacob’s greatest fears was that his life will not appear intentional.
She fears the slow, corrosive trickle of reality into his adulation.
She feels his love grow less dense around her, like a fog lifting.
She prefers Elaine to remain fixed in her old life like an obsolete weather instrument gathering data no one ever sees.
He felt like a sparkling silver parachute had opened around him, delicate as the billow of a jellyfish.
“I hate the city in the summer,” she said. “It’s like living inside a dog’s mouth.”