I just finished reading Salena Godden’s ‘Mrs Death Misses Death’, and I feel utterly emotional and compelled to write down these thoughts – on holiday, at a caravan in Scotland, so utterly moved that I am typing this, finger by finger, letter by letter, on my phone. No computer, no time to wait.
Mrs Death Misses Death is beautiful, confusing, inspiring, sad, laughter, tears, salt and death. One of those books I wasn’t entirely sure about all the way through, but was too captivated to put down. I read and I laughed and I shook my head and I cried and I got it and then I didn’t and then I did, and then I cried some more. And then I filled the last six pages with my own dead, and if you ever read it, you will know what I mean…
Salena – I salute you. Thank you for your passion, your stories, your thoughts, your everything. You are you and we are all connected. You moved me to tears, and I get it now. Thank you.
Jul 31, 2022