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A review by louisebels
Between Us: Women of Letters by Michaela McGuire, Marieke Hardy
4.0
There is something so truly intimate about reading a letter and something even more special about reading a letter from one person to another. Being privileged to see what feelings and thoughts are written down from one soul to another is rather wonderful and only slightly intrusive-feeling.
The Women of Letters books are now up to their fourth volume, Between Us has letters to something they were happy to lose, to the thing I dream of and to my eighty-year-old self. Along with these are letters between two people, occasionally more than one letter each.
The singular letters are at all times poetic, witty, heartfelt, and true and are sometimes angry, crazy, adventurous and cheeky. The writers are wonderful people like Miriam Margolyes, Stella Young, Celia Pacquola and Christine Milne.
Then there are those written between two people, letters to their other half. These are between father and daughter, former editor and cartoonist, novellist and editor and are revealing and beautiful.
I think it was within fifty pages where I first cried reading this and within the next fifty I had laughed and then cried again. I can't imagine how brilliant these letters would be when heard in person, as the origin of these books are the regularly held events which take place from Melbourne to New York.
Though Twitter and emails may reduce the need for a handwritten letter there is no replacing the joy of receiving one from a close friend or relative and I'm sure these books and the events relight the desire to put pen to paper.
The Women of Letters books are now up to their fourth volume, Between Us has letters to something they were happy to lose, to the thing I dream of and to my eighty-year-old self. Along with these are letters between two people, occasionally more than one letter each.
The singular letters are at all times poetic, witty, heartfelt, and true and are sometimes angry, crazy, adventurous and cheeky. The writers are wonderful people like Miriam Margolyes, Stella Young, Celia Pacquola and Christine Milne.
Then there are those written between two people, letters to their other half. These are between father and daughter, former editor and cartoonist, novellist and editor and are revealing and beautiful.
I think it was within fifty pages where I first cried reading this and within the next fifty I had laughed and then cried again. I can't imagine how brilliant these letters would be when heard in person, as the origin of these books are the regularly held events which take place from Melbourne to New York.
Though Twitter and emails may reduce the need for a handwritten letter there is no replacing the joy of receiving one from a close friend or relative and I'm sure these books and the events relight the desire to put pen to paper.