I’ve been working (for many years, off and on!) on a poetry project with a main character who feels rejected in many areas of her life. She tries so hard to not want things like friends and invitations to birthday parties, because she doesn’t have them. So it hurts less if she tells herself she doesn’t want them anyway.
Marilyn in Michelle Knudsen’s Marilyn’s Monster (Candlewick, 2015) pulls this same trick. We all do, right? It’s a survival skill. I tell myself I don’t care about style (fashion or home or otherwise), because I don’t have the time or knack for it. But I love being in beautiful places or admiring other people’s creative, bold, inspired clothes. If I were good at style, I’m sure I’d care more about it! But my own deficiencies feel less bothersome if I just convince myself I don’t care. Um, I hope I’m not the only one who does this…
And here’s a book that would pair wonderfully with Marilyn’s Monster.
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