Receiving this letter from a reader I had never met (whose name I have withheld to protect her privacy) was a sweet reward for daring to bring this book into the world.
I hope this reaches you.
I recently read your book and just like all the true loves in my life, I immediately knew I found a treasure. It was recommended to me by my philosophy professor, after telling him about having mysterious spontaneous orgasms (in class we were discussing Foucault’s notion of ars erotica). He graciously let me borrow it, that was on my 25th birthday last week. It turned an otherwise horribly disappointing birthday into a great one because I spent the entire night reading your book. I laughed, cried, ran away, and came to myself.
Due in part to your brilliant writing, I found the book really resonated with me. I was trying to figure out why it was giving me such strong emotions when I realized that I was afraid because there’s no going back now. You’ve articulated for me thoughts and fears and longings that I tried to pretend were nothing, but I know they’re not now. It helped me find my voice, because I almost see Lucy as a braver version of myself.
I was beginning to think I’m the only one who has ever experienced orgasms like that. I thought I was the only one who didn’t feel they knew what home was. I could felt my spirit begin to get trapped into expectations. But thank you for inspiration and friendship, at the perfect time!
I am thrilled to have ordered my own copy, and I can’t wait for it to get here so I can read it again, but more slowly this time.
Have a wonderful day,